I've been very busy with plays and school, so I'm having a rest from the blog this week.
Learn of me, for I am meek and lowly in heart; and ye shall find rest unto your souls.
He giveth you rest from all your enemies.
Though the righteous be prevented with death; yet shall he be in rest.
To be below herself to be at rest.
He should have rest, the commonwealth repose.Thus fenc’d, but not at rest or ease of mind.
Yet never, never, can I hope for rest;
For when my heavy burden I remove,
The weight falls down, and crushes her I love.Like the sun, it had light and agility; it knew no rest but in motion, no quiet but in activity.
Shall a short life enjoy a little rest.Thither, where sinners may have rest, I go.
The grave, where ev’n the great find rest.
Invades the sacred hour of silent rest.There the weary be at rest.


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