MY HEART IS RESTING, O MY GOD

 

1. My heart is resting, O my God,

I will give thanks and sing;

My heart is at the secret source

Of ev'ry precious thing.

 

Refrain

Oh, peace of God that passeth thought,

I daily, hourly sing;

My heart is at the secret source

Of ev'ry precious thing.

 

2. Now this frail vessel Thou hast made

No hand but Thine shall fill;

The waters of the earth have failed,

And I am thirsty still.

 

3. I thirst for springs of heav'nly life,

And here all day they rise;

I seek the treasure of Thy love,

And close at hand it lies.

 

4. A glad, new song is in my mouth,

To long loved music set,

A song of praise for all the grace

I have not tasted yet.

 

5. I have a heritage of joy

That yet I must not see;

The hand that bled to make it mine

Is keeping it for me.

 

 

 


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