1 I rest my soul on Jesus,
This weary soul of mine;
His right hand me embraces;
I on his breast recline.
I love the name of Jesus,
Immanuel, Christ, the Lord;
Like fragrance on the breezes,
His name abroad is poured.
2 I long to be like Jesus,
Meek, loving, lowly, mild;
I long to be like Jesus.
The Father's holy child;
I long to be with Jesus,
Amid the heavenly throng,
To sing with saints his praises,
To learn the angels' song.
Source: Joy to the World: or, sacred songs for gospel meetings #188