If washed in Jesus' blood, Then bear His likeness too, And as you onward press Ask, "What would Jesus do?" - Frances Ridley Havergal

It is not that I feel less weak, but Thou
Wilt be my strength. It is not that I see
Less sin, but more of pardoning love in Thee,
And all-sufficient grace. Enough! And now
All fluttering thought is stilled; I only rest,
And feel that Thou art near, and know that I am blest.

Upon Thy word I rest.
So strong, so sure:
So full of comfort blest,
So sweet, so pure —
The word that changeth not, that faileth never!
My King, I rest upon Thy word forever.

Jesus, Master, I am Thine;
Keep me faithful, keep me near;
Let Thy presence in me shine
All my homeward way to cheer.
Jesus, at Thy feet I fall,
Oh, be Thou my All in All.