1 "Come hither, all ye weary souls!
Ye heavy-laden sinners! come;
I'll give you rest from all your toils,
And raise you to my heav'nly home.
2 "They shall find rest, that learn of me;
I'm of a meek and lowly mind;
But passion rages like the sea,
And pride is restless as the wind.
3 "Blest is the man whose shoulders take
My yoke, and bear it with delight!
My yoke is easy to his neck;
My grace shall make the burden light."
4 Jesus! we come at thy command,
With faith, and hope, and humble zeal;
Resign our spirits to thy hand
To mold and guide us at thy will.
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First Line: | Come hither, all ye weary souls! |
Meter: | L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
Topic: | Christ's Invitation; Holy Spirit: General invitations |