There is rest, sweet rest, at the Master's feet There is favor now at the mercy seat For atoning blood has been spinkled there There is always a blessing, a blessing in prayer
There's a blessing in prayer, in believing prayer When our Savior's name to the throne we bear Then a Father's love will receive us there There is always a blessing, a blessing in prayer
There is grace to help in our time of need For our Friend above is a friend indeed We may cast on Him ev'ry grief and care
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When our songs are glad with the joy of life When our hearts are sad with it's ills and strife When the powers of sin would the soul ensnare
There is perfect peace tho' the wild waves roll There are gifts of love for the seeking soul Till we praise the Lord in His home so fair
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