I’m Sweetly Resting

I’m rest­ing by my Sav­ior’s side

I have no doubt

no fear;

With grace my needs are all sup­plied

And I’m con­tent­ed here.

I’m sweet­ly rest­ing

safe from harm

By my dear Sav­ior’s side;

No storms or foes my soul alarm

For aye I’ll here ab­ide.

I feel no dread of sin­ful foes

For when they would come nigh

My Sav­ior all their strength o’er­throws

And they must pass me by.

The migh­ty storms so fierce and wild

Can give me no un­rest

For Je­sus says: Come near

my child

Still near­er to My breast!