30. Thou Holy One of God
6,6,8,6,8,8.
by J.G. Deck
He owns the value of that blood
Which speaks to Him for us.
The curse is gone, through Thee we’re blest,
God rests in Thee — in Thee we rest.
Soon the bright, glorious day,
The rest of God, shall come,
Sorrow and sin shall pass away,
And we shall reach our home.
Then of the promised joy possessed,
Our souls shall know eternal rest.
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