Did he but shine alike on all,
Then all alike would love.
5 Then love in every heart would reign,
And war would cease to roar ;
And cruel and blood-thirsty men
Would thirst for blood no more.
6 Such Jesus is, and such his grace,
Oh may it shine on you !
And tell him, when you see his face,
I long to see him too.
14.
Rest for weary Souls.
1 DOES the gospel-word proclaim
Rest for those who weary be ?
Then my soul put in thy claim,
Sure that promise speaks to thee :
Marks of grace I cannot show,
All polluted is my best ;
Yet I weary am, I know,
And the weary long for rest.
2 Burden d with a load of sin,
Harass d with tormenting doubt,
Hourly conflicts from within,
Hourly crosses from without :
All my little strength is gone,
Sink I must without supply ;
Sure upon the earth is none
Can more weary be than I.
3 In the ark the weary dove
Found a welcome resting-place ;
Thus my spirit longs to prove
Rest in Christ, the ark of grace :
Tempest-toss d I long have been,
And the flood increases fast,
Open, Lord, and take me in
Till the storm be overpast.
4 Safely lodged within thy breast,
What a wondrous change I find !
