First Line: On Thee my heart is resting,

On Thee my heart is resting !
Ah, this is rest indeed !
What else, Almighty Saviour,
Can a poor sinner need ?
Thy light is all my wisdom,
Thy love is all my stay ;
Our Father's home in glory
Draws nearer every day.

2 My guilt is great, but greater
The mercy Thou dost give ;
Thyself, a spotless Offering,
Hast died that I should live.
With Thee, my soul unfettered
Has risen from the dust ;
Thy blood is all my treasure,
Thy Word is all my trust.

3 Through me, Thou gentle Master,
Thy purposes fulfil !
I yield myself for ever
To Thy most holy will.
What though I be but weakness,
My strength is not in me ;
The poorest of Thy people
Has all things, having Thee.

4 When clouds are darkest round me,
Thou, Lord, art then most near,
My drooping faith to quicken,
My weary soul to cheer.
Safe nestling in Thy bosom,
I gaze upon Thy face ;
In vain my foes would drive me
From Thee, my hiding-place.

5 'Tis Thou hast made me happy,
Tis Thou hast set me free ;
To whom shall I give glory
For ever, but to Thee ?
Of earthly love and blessing
Should every stream run dry,
Thy grace shall still be with me,
Thy grace, to live and die !