Not by wrestling, but by clingingShall we be most blest;
Wrestling only brings us sorrow;
Clinging brings us rest.
When we stay our feeble efforts,
And from struggling cease,
Unconditional surrender
Brings us God’s own peace.
And from struggling cease,
Unconditional surrender
Brings us God’s own peace.
Lean we all our weight on Jesus,
Who alone can save;
He by might of love hath triumphed
O’er His willing slave.
Who alone can save;
He by might of love hath triumphed
O’er His willing slave.
Yielding, we shall know true conquest;
Dying, we shall live;
“Not my will, but Thine” prevaileth,
Victory to give. —J.H. Stuart
Dying, we shall live;
“Not my will, but Thine” prevaileth,
Victory to give. —J.H. Stuart
Craig T. Owens 
June 13, 2015 at 9:40 am
beautiful words.
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