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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