Holy Rest Boldly blessed
Perfect – Lord’s intention
Souls we bless for righteousness
The world – ford’s salvation.
Never any compromise,
Never any doubt,
Never hair-line crack falling in;
Where my Jesus realized,
Sharing in your bout,
there diving is fact calling.
Come dear soul drink of Me
From your desert fine
parched I know all you want and more
One you’re whole love completes
sons and daughters Higher
Hearts I hold call on the Lord.
“I am cruising in the passing lane. I’m in the way. Or am I cruising – driving down the center waiting for the right time to pass – in a moment?”
“We have Holy Rest when we rest in Him. Come to the table of inwardness, feast on the finest of fares. The One who is able to bring Hold Rest; Jesus, is always there.”
– Gene Hendrix