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Rest, weary soul! The penalty is borne, the ransom paid, For all thy sins full satisfaction made; Strive not to do thyself what Christ has done, Claim the free gift, and make the joy thine own; No more by pangs of guilt and fear distressed, Rest, sweetly rest.
— Jane Borthwick
Courage
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Rest, weary heart, From all Thy silent griefs and secret pain, Thy profitless regrets, and longings vain; Wisdom and love have ordered all the past, All shall be blessedness and joy at last; Cast off the cares that have so long oppressed; Rest, sweetly rest!
— Jane Borthwick
Love