XIII. Christ calls burden'd Sinners

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 heavenly 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 bears 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 mould and guide us at thy Will.

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First Line: Come hither, all ye weary Souls
Title: Christ calls burden'd Sinners
Language: English
Publication Date: 1774
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