Blessèd Quietness

lyricist: Manie Ferguson, 1885
Composer: William Marshall

Joys are flow­ing like a riv­er

Since the Com­fort­er has come;

He abides with us for­ev­er

Makes the trust­ing heart His home.

Blessèd qui­et­ness

ho­ly qui­et­ness

What as­sur­ance in my soul!

On the stor­my sea

He speaks peace to me

How the bil­lows cease to roll!

Bringing life and health and glad­ness

All around this heav’n­ly Guest

Banished un­be­lief and sad­ness

Changed our wea­ri­ness to rest.

Like the rain that falls from Heav­en

Like the sun­light from the sky

So the Ho­ly Ghost is giv­en

Coming on us from on high.

See

a fruit­ful field is grow­ing

Blessèd fruit of right­eous­ness;

And the streams of life are flow­ing

In the lone­ly wil­der­ness.

What a won­der­ful sal­va­tion

Where we al­ways see His face!

What a per­fect ha­bi­ta­tion

What a qui­et rest­ing place!

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