You strive, O man, and you strive again
Your heart too proud to rest
You labor o’er singing those songs
To cover your weakness

Do you fail to recall who you really are
And Who caused you to be?
Return, O man, return and rest
To a burden light and yoke easy

Abide in your Savior. Abide in His love
The labor of God is to trust in the Son

O you possess, do you forget?
As if by your own strength
You earned naught
He gave you all, everything you have

Your righteousness
Your light, your breath
Your daily bread and wine

His blood, His flesh
His love, His death
Your faith and endless life

Abide in your Savior. Abide in His love
The labor of God is to trust in the Son

Open up your doors
Oh my heart and soul
Open up your doors
Let the King come in
Let the King come in

Abide in me, Savior
Abide in me, Love
And daily I’ll take my cross
And follow after you, Lord

Abide in me, Savior
Abide in me, Love
The labor of God is to trust

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