Simply Trusting Thee, Lord Jesus

Jesus I am resting, resting
In the joy of what Thou art
I am finding out the greatness 
of Thy loving heart
Thou hast bid me gaze upon Thee
And thy beauty fills my soul
For by thy transforming power
Thou hast made me whole.

Jesus I am resting, resting
In the joy of what Thou art
I am finding out the greatness 
of Thy loving heart.

O How great Thy loving-kindness
Vaster broader than the sea
How marvelous Thy goodness
Thou bestowed on me
Yes I rest in Thee Beloved
Oh what wealth of grace is Thine
No uncertainty of promise
And hath made it mine.

Jesus I am resting, resting
In the joy of what Thou art
I am finding out the greatness 
of Thy loving heart.

Simply trusting Thee, Lord Jesus,
I behold Thee as Thou art,
And Thy love, so pure, so changeless,
Satisfies my heart,
Satisfies its deepest longings,
Meets, supplies its every need,
Compass me round with blessings,
Thine is love indeed.

Jesus I am resting, resting
In the joy of what Thou art
I am finding out the greatness 
of Thy loving heart.

Ever lift Thy face upon me,
As I work and wait for Thee;
Resting ’neath Thy smile, Lord Jesus,
Earth’s dark shadows flee.
Brightness of my Father’s glory,
Sunshine of my Father’s face,
Keep me ever trusting, resting,
Fill me with Thy grace.

Jesus I am resting, resting
In the joy of what Thou art
I am finding out the greatness 
of Thy loving heart.

--J. S. Pigott