Today’s hymn comes from Anne Steele (1717-1778), the pioneer female hymn-writer of the eighteenth century. I’m sure these words will comfort you today; enjoy!

When sins and fear, prevailing, rise,
And fainting hope almost expires,
To thee, O Lord, I lift my eyes;
To thee I breathe my soul’s desires.

Art thou not mine, my living Lord?
And can my hope, my comfort die?
‘Tis fixed on thine almighty word
That word which built the earth and sky.

If my immortal Saviour lives,
Then my immortal life is sure;
His word a firm foundation gives;
Here may I build and rest secure.

Here, O my soul, thy trust repose;
If Jesus is for ever mine,
Not death itself that last of foes
Shall break a union so divine.

Today’s hymn comes from Charles Wesley, arguably the greatest hymn writer of all time. No doubt this hymn was based on Hebrews 4:9 and the Sabbath rest that still remains for God’s people. As with a lot of hymns written in this time period, it originally had 15 stanzas, but is known by the below five. I hope this can be your prayer today. Enjoy!

Lord, I believe a rest remains,
To all Thy people known,
A rest where pure enjoyment reigns,
And Thou art loved alone:

A rest, where all our soul’s desire
Is fixed on things above;
Where fear, and sin, and grief expire,
Cast out by perfect love.

O that I now the rest might know,
Believe, and enter in!
Now, Saviour, now the power bestow,
And let me cease from sin.

Remove this hardness from my heart,
This unbelief remove;
To me the rest of faith impart,
The Sabbath of Thy love.

I would be Thine, Thou know’st I would,
And have Thee all my own;
Thee, O my all-sufficient Good!
I want, and Thee alone.