Now No More With Pain Im Clinging


Now no more with pain I’m clinging,
To the cross on Calvary,
And my happy soul is singing
Of the rest Christ giveth me;
Sweetly resting, ever resting,
Though on life’s tempestuous sea,
And my happy soul is singing
Of the rest Christ giveth me.

When the waves are boisterous growing,
He doth whisper, “peace, be still;”
And like quiet rivers flowing
Are the dews that soft distill;
Blessed moments, blessed moments,
That reveal his gracious will;
And like quiet rivers flowing
Are the dews that soft distill.

Yes, I’m resting, sweetly resting,
Since I knew ’twas better so,
And I found ’twas love requesting
Me at once to just let go;
Oh, ’tis glory, oh, ’tis glory,
Since I trusted this I know,
And I found ’twas love requesting
Me at once to just let go.

Now I’m gliding, homeward gliding,
Far from rocky reef and shore;
With the Comforter abiding,
I’m rejoicing evermore;
Praise to Jesus ever singing
For the heaven of rest in store;
With the Comforter abiding,
I’m rejoicing evermore.