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1. Like Noah's weary dove
That soared the earth around,
But not a resting place above
The cheerless waters found,
2. Oh, cease, my wandering soul,
On restless wing to roam;
All the wide world, to either pole,
Has not for thee a home.
3. Behold the ark of God,
Behold the open door;
Hasten to gain that dear abode,
And rove, my soul, no more.
4. There safe thou shalt abide,
There sweet shall be thy rest,
And every longing satisfied,
With full salvation blessed.
5. And, when the waves of ire
Again the earth shaU fill,
The ark shall ride the sea of fire—
Then rest on Zion's hill.