All ye who seek for sure relief
In trouble and distress,
Whatever sorrows vex the mind,
Or guilt the soul oppress,

Jesus, who gave Himself for you
Upon the cross to die,
Opens to you His sacred heart;
O to that heart draw nigh.

Ye hear how kindly He invites;
Ye hear His words so blest;
“All ye that labor come to me,
And I will give you rest.”

O Jesus, Joy of saints on high,
Thou Hope of sinners here,
Attracted by those loving words
To Thee we lift our prayer.

Wash Thou our wounds in that dear blood
Which from Thy heart doth flow;
A new and contrite heart on all
Who cry to Thee bestow.

Alleluia, fairest morning,
Fairer than our words can say!
Down we lay the heavy burden
Of life’s toil and care today,
While this morn of joy and love
Brings fresh vigor from above.

Sunday full of holy glory,
Sweetest rest-day of the soul!
Light upon a world of darkness
From thy blessèd moments roll!
Holy, happy, heav’nly day,
Thou canst charm our grief away.

In the gladness of His worship
We will seek our joy today;
It is then we learn the fullness
Of the grace for which we pray,
When the word of life is giv’n,
Like the Savior’s voice from Heav’n.

Let the day with Thee be ended,
As with Thee it has begun,
And Thy blessing, Lord, be granted,
Till earth’s days and weeks are done;
That at last Thy servants may
Keep eternal Sabbath day.

Art thou weary, art thou languid,
Art thou sore distressed?
“Come to Me,” saith One, “and coming,
Be at rest.”

Hath He marks to lead me to Him,
If He be my Guide?
In His feet and hands are wound prints
And His side.

Hath He diadem, as monarch,
That His brow adorns?
Yes, a crown in very surety,
But of thorns.

If I find Him, if I follow,
What His guerdon here?
Many a sorrow, many a labor,
Many a tear.

If I still hold closely to Him,
What hath He at last?
Sorrow vanquished, labor ended,
Jordan passed.

If I ask Him to receive me,
Will He say me nay?
Not till earth and not till Heaven
Pass away.

Finding, following, keeping, struggling,
Is He sure to bless?
Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs,
Answer, Yes!

Beautiful words of Jesus,
Spoken so long ago,
Yet, as we sing them over,
Dearer to us they grow,
Calling the heavy laden,
Calling to hearts oppressed,
“Come unto Me, ye weary;
Come, I will give you rest.”

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Hear the call of His voice, so sweet;
Bring your load to the Savior’s feet;
Lean your heart on His loving breast;
Come, O come, and He will give you rest.

Beautiful words of Jesus,
Cheering us day by day;
Throwing a gleam of sunshine
Over a cloudy way;
Casting on Him the burden
We are too weak to bear;
He will give grace sufficient;
He will regard our prayer.

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Beautiful words of Jesus,
Tokens of endless rest,
When, by and by, we enter
Into His presence blest;
There shall we see His beauty,
Meet with Him face to face;
There shall we sing His glory,
Praising His matchless grace.

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O word of words the sweetest,
Oh words, in which there lie
All promise, all fulfillment,
And end of mystery;
Lamenting or rejoicing,
With doubt or terror nigh,
I hear the “Come!” of Jesus,
And to His cross I fly.

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Come, oh come to Me,
Come, oh come to Me,
Weary, heavy laden,
Come, oh come to Me,
Come, oh come to Me,
Come, oh come to Me,
Weary, heavy laden,
Come, oh come to Me.

O soul! why shouldst thou wander
From such a loving Friend?
Cling closer, closer to Him,
Stay with Him to the end.
Alas! I am so helpless,
So very full of sin,
For I am ever wand’ring,
And coming back again.

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O, each time draw me nearer,
That soon the “Come” may be
Naught but a gentle whisper,
To one close, close to Thee;
Then, over sea and mountain,
Far from or near my home,
I’ll take Thy hand and follow,
At that sweet whisper “Come!”

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Weary burdened wand’rer,
There is rest for thee,
At the feet of Jesus,
In His love so free;
Listen to His message,
Words forever blest,
Oh, thou heavy laden,
“Come to Me and rest.”

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“Come, oh come to Me,”
“Come, oh come to Me,”
Jesus now is waiting, calling
“Come, oh come to Me.”

Bring Him all thy burdens,
All thy guilt and sin,
Mercy’s door is open,
Rise and enter in.
Jesus there is waiting,
Patiently for thee,
Hear Him gently calling,
“Come, oh, come to Me.”

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Linger then no longer,
Come just now to Him;
Ere the shadows gather,
And thy light grows dim.
Thou hast long been waiting
For some better time,
But today He’s calling,
Come and claim Him thine.

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He will bid thee welcome,
At the blessèd cross,
Turn to joy thy mourning,
Turn to gold thy dross.
He will lead thee gently,
All along the way,
In the path that shineth,
Unto perfect day.

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“Come,” said Jesus’ sacred voice,
“Come, and make My paths your choice;
I will guide you to your home,
Weary pilgrim, hither come.

“Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn,
Long hast borne the proud world’s scorn,
Long hast roamed the barren waste,
Weary pilgrim, hither haste.

“Ye who, tossed on beds of pain,
Seek for ease, but seek in vain;
Ye whose swollen, sleepless eyes
Watch to see the morning rise.

Ye, by fiercer anguish torn,
In remorse for guilt who mourn.
Here repose your heavy care:
Who the stings of guilt can bear?

“Hither come, for here is found
Balm that flows for every wound,
Peace that ever shall endure,
Rest eternal, sacred, sure.”

While Jesus whispers to you,
Come, sinner, come!
While we are praying for you,
Come, sinner, come!
Now is the time to own Him:
Come, sinner, come!
Now is the time to know Him:
Come, sinner, come!

Are you too heavy laden?
Come, sinner, come!
Jesus will bear your burden:
Come, sinner, come!
Jesus will not deceive you:
Come, sinner, come!
Jesus can now redeem you:
Come, sinner, come!

O hear His tender pleading:
Come, sinner, come!
Come and receive the blessing:
Come, sinner, come!
While Jesus whispers to you,
Come, sinner, come!
While we are praying for you,
Come, sinner, come!

Come to the Master, wanderer,
Come to your long sought home;
Jesus is calling, calling:
Come, never more to roam.

Come to the Master, sinner,
Cast off your weary load;
Angels are beckoning, beckoning,
All down the narrow road.

Come to the Master, come ye,
Heed now the earnest call;
Jesus is waiting, waiting:
Haste, at His feet to fall.

Soon will the strife be over,
What, then, will be your fate?
Jesus is pleading, pleading:
Come, e’er it be too late.

Come to the Savior, make no delay;
Here in His Word He has shown us the way;
Here in our midst He’s standing today,
Tenderly saying, “Come!”

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Joyful, joyful will the meeting be,
When from sin our hearts are pure and free;
And we shall gather, Savior, with Thee,
In our eternal home.

“Suffer the children!” oh, hear His voice!
Let ev’ry heart leap forth and rejoice;
And let us freely make Him our choice;
Do not delay, but come.

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Think once again, He’s with us today;
Heed now His blest command, and obey;
Hear now His accents tenderly say,
“Will you, My children, come?”

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Come to the Savior now,
He gently calleth thee;
In true repentance bow,
Before Him bend the knee;
He waiteth to bestow
Salvation, peace, and love,
True joy on earth below,
A home in Heav’n above.

Come to the Savior now,
Ye who have wandered far;
Renew your solemn vow,
For His by right you are;
Come, like poor wand’ring sheep
Returning to His fold;
His arm will safely keep,
His love will ne’er grow cold.

Come to the Savior, all,
Whate’er your burdens be;
Hear now His loving call,
“Cast all your care on Me.”
Come, and for ev’ry grief
In Jesus you will find
A sure and safe relief,
A loving Friend and kind.

Hear the blessèd Savior calling the oppressed,
“O ye heavy laden, come to Me and rest.
Come, no longer tarry, I your load will bear,
Bring Me every burden, bring Me every care.”

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Come unto Me, I will give you rest;
Take My yoke upon you, hear Me and be blessed.
I am meek and lowly, come and trust My might.
Come, My yoke is easy, and My burden’s light.

Are you disappointed, wandering here and there,
Dragging chains of doubt and loaded down with care?
Do unholy feelings struggle in your breast?
Bring your case to Jesus—He will give you rest.

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Stumbling on the mountains dark with sin and shame,
Stumbling toward the pit of hell’s consuming flame.
By the powers of sin deluded and oppressed,
Hear the tender Shepherd, “Come to Me and rest.”

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Have you by temptation often conquered been,
Has a sense of weakness brought distress within?
Christ will sanctify you, if you’ll claim His best.
In the Holy Spirit, He will give you rest.

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“Come unto Me,” it is the Savior’s voice,
The Lord of life, who bids thy heart rejoice;
O weary heart, with heavy cares oppressed,
“Come unto Me,” and I will give you rest.

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“Come unto Me, come unto Me,
Come unto Me, and I will give you rest,
I will give you rest, I will give you rest.”

Weary with life’s long struggle full of pain,
O doubting soul, thy Savior calls again;
Thy doubts shall vanish and thy sorrows cease,
“Come unto Me,” and I will give you peace.

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Oh, dying man, with guilt and sin dismayed,
With conscience wakened, of thy God afraid;
Twixt hopes and fears—oh end the anxious strife,
“Come unto Me,” and I will give you life.

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Rest, peace and life, the flowers of deathless bloom,
The Savior gives us, not beyond the tomb—
But here, and now, on earth, some glimpse is giv’n
Of joys which wait us thro’ the gates of Heav’n.

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Brother, art thou worn and weary,
Tempted, tried, and sore oppressed?
Listen to the word of Jesus,
“Come unto Me, and rest!”

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“Come unto Me, and rest!”
“Come unto Me, and rest!”
Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
“Come unto Me, and rest!”

Oh, He knows the dark forebodings
Of the conscience troubled breast,
And to such His word is given,
“Come unto Me, and rest!”

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To the Lord bring all your burden,
Put the promise to the test;
Hear Him say, your Burden Bearer,
“Come unto Me, and rest!”

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If in sorrow thou art weeping,
Grieving for the loved ones missed,
Surely then to you He whispers,
“Come unto Me, and rest!”

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Trust to Him for all thy future,
He will give thee what is best;
Why then fear when He is saying,
“Come unto Me, and rest!”

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Come unto Me, when shadows darkly gather,
When the sad heart is weary and distressed;
Seeking for comfort from your heavenly Father,
Come unto Me, and I will give you rest.

Ye who have mourned when the spring flowers were taken
When the ripe fruit fell richly to the ground,
When the loved slept, in brighter homes to waken,
Where their pale brows with spirit-wreaths are crowned,

Large are the mansions in thy Father’s dwelling;
Glad are the homes that sorrows never dim;
Sweet are the harps in holy music swelling;
Soft are the tones which raise the heavenly hymn.

There, like an Eden blossoming in gladness,
Bloom the fair flowers the earth too rudely pressed;
Come unto Me, all ye who droop in sadness,
Come unto Me, and I will give you rest.

“Come unto Me, ye weary, and I will give you rest.”
O blessèd voice of Jesus, which comes to hearts oppressed!
It tells of benediction, of pardon, grace and peace,
Of joy that hath no ending, of love which cannot cease.

“Come unto Me, dear children, and I will give you light.”
O loving voice of Jesus, which comes to cheer the night!
Our hearts are filled with sadness, and we had lost our way;
But He hath brought us gladness and songs at break of day.

“Come unto Me, ye fainting, and I will give you life.”
O cheering voice of Jesus, which comes to aid our strife!
The foe is stern and eager, the fight is fierce and long;
But Thou hast made us mighty and stronger than the strong.

“And whosoever cometh I will not cast him out.”
O welcome voice of Jesus, which drives away our doubt,
Which calls us, very sinners, unworthy though we be
Of love so free and boundless, to come, dear Lord, to Thee.

Come unto Me, ye weary,
Sorrowing ones oppressed;
I am your tender Shepherd,
Waiting to give you rest.

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Come, come, come unto Me,
Weary and sore distressed;
Come, come, come unto Me,
Come unto Me and rest.

Come unto Me, ye weary.
List to the voice so dear,
Sweeter than angel music,
Falling upon the ear.

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Come unto Me, ye weary,
List to that voice again,
Over the barren mountain,
Over the lonely plain.

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Come unto Me, ye weary,
Why will ye longer roam:
Come to the arms of mercy,
Come to a Father’s home.

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Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love and power.

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I will arise and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in His arms;
In the arms of my dear Savior,
O there are ten thousand charms.

Come, ye thirsty, come, and welcome,
God’s free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh.

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Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Lost and ruined by the fall;
If you tarry till you’re better,
You will never come at all.

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View Him prostrate in the garden;
On the ground your Maker lies.
On the bloody tree behold Him;
Sinner, will this not suffice?

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Lo! th’incarnate God ascended,
Pleads the merit of His blood:
Venture on Him, venture wholly,
Let no other trust intrude.

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Let not conscience make you linger,
Not of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness He requireth
Is to feel your need of Him.

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Come, ye souls by sin afflicted,
Bowed with fruitless sorrow down;
By the broken law convicted,
Through the cross behold the crown;
Look to Jesus; mercy flows through Him alone.

Take His easy yoke and wear it;
Love will make obedience sweet;
Christ will give you strength to bear it,
While His wisdom guides your feet
Safe to glory, where His ransomed captives meet.

Blessèd are the eyes that see Him,
Blest the ears that hear His voice;
Blessèd are the souls that trust Him,
And in Him alone rejoice;
His commandments then become their happy choice.

Sweet as home to pilgrims weary,
Light to newly opened eyes,
Or full springs in deserts dreary,
Is the rest the cross supplies;
All who taste it shall to rest immortal rise.

Come, ye weary sinners, come, all who groan beneath your load,
Jesus calls His wanderers home, hasten to your pardoning God!
Come, ye guilty spirits oppressed, answer to the Savior’s call,
“Come, and I will give you rest. Come, and I will save you all.”

Jesus, full of truth and love, we Thy kindest word obey;
Faithful let Thy mercies prove, take our load of guilt away;
Now we would on Thee rely, cast on Thee our every care,
To Thine arms of mercy fly, find our lasting quiet there.

Burdened with a world of grief, burdened with our sinful load,
Burdened with this unbelief, burdened with the wrath of God;
Lo! we come to Thee for ease, true and gracious as Thou art,
Now our groaning souls release, write forgiveness on our heart.

Our life is like a stormy sea
Swept by the gales of sin and grief,
While on the windward and the lee
Hang heavy clouds of unbelief;
But o’er the deep a call we hear,
Like harbor bell’s inviting voice;
It tells the lost that hope is near,
And bids the trembling soul rejoice.

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This way, this way, O heart oppressed,
So long by storm and tempest driv’n;
This way, this way, lo here is rest,
Rings out the harbor bell of Heav’n.

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O let us now the call obey,
And steer our bark for yonder shore,
Where still that voice directs the way,
In pleading tones forevermore;
A thousand life wrecks strew the sea;
They’re going down at every swell;
“Come unto Me, come unto Me,”
Rings out th’ assuring harbor bell.

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O tempted one, look up, be strong;
The promise of the Lord is sure,
That they shall sing the victor’s song,
Who faithful to the end endure;
God’s Holy Spirit comes to thee,
Of His abiding love to tell;
To blissful port, o’er stormy sea,
Calls Heav’n’s inviting harbor bell.

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Come, gracious Lord, and in Thy love
Conduct us o’er life’s stormy wave;
O guide us to the home above,
The blissful home beyond the grave;
There safe from rock, and storm, and flood,
Our song of praise shall never cease,
To Him Who bought us with His blood,
And brought us to the port of peace.

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Hark! the gentle voice of Jesus falleth
Tenderly upon your ear;
Sweet His cry of love and pity calleth;
Turn and listen, stay and hear.

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Ye that labor and are heavy-laden,
Lean upon your dear Lord’s breast;
Ye that labor and are heavy-laden,
Come, and I will give you rest.

Take His yoke, for He is meek and lowly;
Bear His burden, to Him turn;
He who calleth is the Master holy:
He will teach if you will learn.

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Then, His loving, tender voice obeying,
Bear His yoke, His burden take;
Find the yoke His hand is on you laying,
Light and easy for His sake.

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The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me down to lie
In pastures green He leadeth me
The quiet waters by.

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His yoke is easy; His burden is light.
I’ve found it so; I’ve found it so.
He leadeth me by day and by night
Where living waters flow.

My soul crieth out: “Restore me again,
And give me the strength to take
The narrow path of righteousness,
E’en for His own Name’s sake.”

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Yea, tho’ I should walk the valley of death,
Yet why should I fear from ill?
For Thou art with me, and Thy rod
And staff me comfort still.

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I heard the voice of Jesus say, “Come unto Me and rest;
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.”
I came to Jesus as I was, weary and worn and sad;
I found in Him a resting place, and He has made me glad.

I heard the voice of Jesus say, “Behold, I freely give
The living water; thirsty one, stoop down, and drink, and live.”
I came to Jesus, and I drank of that life giving stream;
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, and now I live in Him.

I heard the voice of Jesus say, “I am this dark world’s Light;
Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, and all thy day be bright.”
I looked to Jesus, and I found in Him my Star, my Sun;
And in that light of life I’ll walk, till traveling days are done.

Jesus, gracious One, calleth now to thee,
“Come, O sinner, come!”
Calls so tenderly, calls so lovingly,
“Now, O sinner, come!”
Words of peace and blessing,
Christ’s own love confessing;

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Hear the sweet voice of Jesus,
Full, full of love;
Calling tenderly, calling lovingly,
“Come, O sinner, come!”

Still He waits for thee, pleading patiently,
“Come, O come to Me!
Heavy laden one, I thy grief have borne,
Come and rest in Me.”
Words with love o’erflowing,
Life and bliss bestowing;

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Weary, sin-sick soul, called so graciously,
Canst thou dare refuse?
Mercy offered thee, freely, tenderly,
Wilt thou still abuse?
Come, for time is flying,
Haste, thy lamp is dying;

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Bowed beneath your burden, is there none to share?
Weary with the journey, is there none to care?
Courage, wayworn traveler, heed your Lord’s commands,
There’s a thought to cheer you, Jesus understands.

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Yes, He understands, all His ways are best.
Hear, He calls to you, “Come to Me and rest.”
Leave the unknown future in the Master’s hand,
Whether sad or joyful, Jesus understands.

Every heavy burden, He will gladly share,
Are you sad and weary? Jesus has a care;
Well He knows the pathway o’er life’s burning sands,
Courage, fainting pilgrim, Jesus understands.

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Though temptation meet you, Jesus can sustain,
Life has vexing problems which He can explain;
Serve Him where He sends you, though in distant lands,
Do not doubt or question, Jesus understands.

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Weary heart, He calls you, “Come to Me and rest,”
Does the path grow rugged? yet His way is best;
Leave the unknown future in the Master’s hands,
Whether sad or joyful, Jesus understands.

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Just as thou art, without one trace
Of love, or joy, or inward grace,
Or meetness for the heavenly place,
O guilty sinner, come.

Thy sins I bore on Calvary’s tree;
The stripes, thy due, were laid on Me;
That peace, and pardon might be free;
O wretched sinner, come.

Come, leave thy burden at the cross,
Count all thy gains but empty dross:
My grace repays all earthly loss;
O needy sinner, come.

Long did I toil, and knew no earthly rest,
Far did I rove, and found no certain home;
At last I sought them in His sheltering breast,
Who opes His arms, and bids the weary come:
With Him I found a home, a rest divine,
And since then I am His, and He is mine.

The good I have is from His stores supplied,
The ill is only what He deems the best;
He for my Friend, I’m rich with naught beside,
And poor without Him, though of all possessed:
Changes may come, I take, or I resign,
Content, while I am His, while He is mine.

Whate’er may change, in Him no change is seen,
A glorious Sun that wanes not nor declines;
Above the clouds and storms He walks serene,
And on His people’s inward darkness shines:
All may depart—I fret not, nor repine,
While I my Savior’s am, while He is mine.

While here, alas! I know but half His love,
But half discern Him, and but half adore;
But when I meet Him in the realms above,
I hope to love Him better, praise Him more,
And feel, and tell, amid the choir divine,
How fully I am His, and He is mine.

O God, whose smile is in the sky,
Whose path is in the sea,
Once more from earth’s tumultuous strife
We gladly turn to Thee.

Now all the myriad sounds of earth
In solemn stillness die;
While wind and wave unite to chant
Their anthem to the sky.

We come as those with toil far spent
Who crave Thy rest and peace,
And from the care and fret of life
Would find in Thee release.

O Father, soothe all troubled thought,
Dispel all idle fear,
Purge Thou each heart of secret sin,
And banish ev’ry care.

Until, as shine upon the sea
The silent stars above,
There shines upon our trusting souls
The light of Thine own love.

Come to the Savior, hear His loving voice;
Never will you find a Friend so true;
Now He is waiting, trust Him and rejoice,
Tenderly He calleth you.

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O, what a Savior standing at the door,
Haste while He lingers, pardon now implore
Still He is waiting, grieve His love no more,
Tenderly He calleth you.

Blest words of comfort, gently now they fall,
Jesus is the life, the truth, the way;
Come to the fountain, there is room for all;
Jesus bids you come today.

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Softly the Spirit whispers in the heart,
Do not slight the Savior’s offered grace;
Gladly receive Him, let Him not depart;
Happy they who seek His face.

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Light in the darkness, joy in any pain,
Refuge for the weary and oppressed;
Still He is waiting, calling yet again;
Come, and He will give you rest.

When our way is hedged about us,
And our cross too great to bear,
How the soul to God is lifted,
Thro’ the wondrous power of prayer.

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Only trust the Savior’s promise,
Do His will, whate’er it be;
Then our faith will hear Him saying,
“Come and find a rest in Me.”

O ’tis prayer that brings a blessing,
When our hope on Him is stayed;
Prayer that gives us joy and comfort,
Tho’ the answer be delayed.

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O the joy of sweet communion,
When we know that He is near,
When we feel His love within us,
Casting out our every fear.

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Why, O why should we be troubled,
When the Lord Himself declares,
If we call on Him believing,
He will grant our fervent prayers.

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The Savior calls; let every ear
Attend the heav’nly sound.
Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear;
Hope smiles reviving round.

For every thirsty, longing heart
Here streams of bounty flow,
And life and health and bliss impart
To banish mortal woe.

Here springs of sacred pleasures rise
To ease your every pain;
Immortal fountain, full supplies!
Nor shall you thirst in vain.

Ye sinners, come, ’tis Mercy’s voice;
The gracious call obey;
Mercy invites to heav’nly joys,
And can you yet delay?

Dear Savior, draw reluctant hearts;
To Thee let sinners fly
And take the bliss Thy love imparts
And drink and never die.

From Heaven above, in His infinite love,
Came Jesus, a Savior to be;
And He scorned the deep pain our ransom to gain,
O He is the Savior for me.

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O Jesus is willing to be
A Savior for sinners like me.
And the burden will roll
From the poor troubled soul
That to Jesus the Savior will flee.

The birds had their nest and the people their rest,
While Jesus all night made His plea;
On the mountain alone was the Father’s dear Son,
O He is the Savior for me.

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For silver betrayed, in mock purple arrayed,
Condemned to a death on the tree;
Then they led Him away on that wonderful day,
O He is the Savior for me.

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Still out of Christ, when so oft He has called you,
Why will you longer refuse to believe?
What can you hope from the world or its pleasure?
How can you trust them when both will deceive?

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Come, come to Jesus, weary, heavy hearted,
Come, come to Jesus while you may;
Now He is waiting, waiting to receive you.
Hark! He is calling you today.

Still out of Christ, and the moments so precious,
Night is approaching, oh, what will you do?
Still out of Christ, yet there’s room at the fountain,
Free are its waters, and flowing for you.

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Still out of Christ, yet for you there is mercy,
If you are willing to turn from your sin;
Yonder He stands at the door of salvation,
Waiting to pardon and welcome you in.

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Still out of Christ, and the love He has promised;
How you are longing that love to receive!
Haste where the star of your faith is directing,
Haste, and this moment repent and believe.

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Weary of earth, and laden with my sin,
I look at Heav’n and long to enter in,
But there no evil thing may find a home:
And yet I hear a voice that bids me “Come.”

So vile I am, how dare I hope to stand
In the pure glory of that holy land?
Before the whiteness of that throne appear?
Yet there are hands stretched out to draw me near.

The while I fain would tread the heav’nly way
Evil is ever with me day by day;
Yet on mine ears the gracious tidings fall:
“Repent, confess, thou shalt be loosed from all.”

It is the voice of Jesus that I hear;
His are the hands stretched out to draw me near,
And His the blood that can for all atone,
And set me faultless there before the throne.

’Twas He Who found me on the deathly wild,
And made me heir of Heav’n, the Father’s child,
And day by day, whereby my soul may live,
Gives me His grace of pardon, and will give.

O great Absolver, grant my soul may wear
The lowliest garb of penitence and prayer,
That in the Father’s courts my glorious dress
May be the garment of Thy righteousness.

Yea, Thou wilt answer for me, righteous Lord;
Thine all the merits, mine the great reward;
Thine the sharp thorns, and mine the golden crown;
Mine the life won, and Thine the life laid down.

Naught can I bring, dear Lord, for all I owe,
Yet let my full heart what it can bestow;
Like Mary’s gift, let my devotion prove,
Forgiven greatly, how greatly I love.

The sands have been washed in the footprints
Of the Stranger on Galilee’s shore;
And the voice that subdued the rough billows
Will be heard in Judea no more,
But the path of that lone Galilean,
With joy I will follow today,

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And the toils of the road will seem nothing
When I get to the end of the way,
The toils of the road will seem nothing
When I get to the end of the way.

There are so many hills to climb upward,
I often am longing for rest;
But He Who appoints me my pathway,
Knows just what is needful and best.
I know in His Word He hath promised
That my strength it shall be as my day;

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He loves me too well to forsake me,
Or give me a trial too much;
His people have been dearly purchased,
And Satan can never claim such.
By and by I shall see Him and praise Him,
In the city of unending day;

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When the last feeble steps have been taken,
And the gates of that city appear,
And the beautiful songs of the angels
Float out on my listening ear;
When all that now seems so mysterious,
Will be bright and as clear as the day,

And the toils of the road will seem nothing
When I get to the end of the way,
Then the toils of the road will seem nothing
When I get to the end of the way.

Sweet are the promises, kind is the word,
Dearer far than any message man ever heard;
Pure was the mind of Christ, sinless I see;
He the great example is, and pattern for me.

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Where He leads I’ll follow,
Follow all the way.
Where He leads I’ll follow,
Follow Jesus ev’ry day.

Sweet is the tender love Jesus hath shown,
Sweeter far than any love that mortals have known;
Kind to the erring one, faithful is He;
He the great example is, and pattern for me.

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List to His loving words, “Come unto Me”;
Weary, heavy laden, there is sweet rest for thee;
Trust in His promises, faithful and sure;
Lean upon the Savior, and thy soul is secure.

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Who is this of Whom ye tell?
Come and see.
Where among us doth He dwell?
Come and see.
He is Jesus Christ the Lord;
Son of God, by saints adored;
Dwells with those who keep His Word:
Come and see.

Can He help me? Can He heal?
Come and see.
Can He God to me reveal?
Come and see.
He can put your foes to flight;
He can make your darkness light;
He has everlasting might:
Come and see.

Hath he power to pardon sin?
Come and see.
Power to make me pure within?
Come and see.
On the cross He bled and died,
On the throne is glorified,
Hearts to cleanse and sins to hide:
Come and see.

Welcome thou shalt surely find:
Come and see.
Pardon purchased, sealed, and signed:
Come and see.
Be His Name by Thee confessed;
In His Word of promise rest;
Thou in Him at once art blest:
Come and see.

O why not say Yes to the Savior tonight?
He’s tenderly pleading with thee
To come to Him now with thy sin burdened heart
For pardon so full and so free.

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Why not say Yes tonight?
Why not? Why not?
While He so gently, so tenderly pleads,
O accept Him tonight!

For with you the Spirit will not always plead—
O do not reject Him tonight!
Tomorrow may bring you the darkness of death,
Unbroken by heavenly light.

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Take Christ as your Savior, then all shall be well,
The morrow let bring what it may;
His love shall protect you, His Spirit shall guide,
And safely keep you in His way.

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Will you come, will you come, with your poor broken heart,
Burdened and sin oppressed?
Lay it down at the feet of your Savior and Lord,
Jesus will give you rest.

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O happy rest! Sweet, happy rest!
Jesus will give you rest.
Oh! Why won’t you come in simple, trusting faith?
Jesus will give you rest.

Will you come, will you come? There is mercy for you,
Balm for your aching breast;
Only come as you are, and believe on His Name,
Jesus will give you rest.

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Will you come, will you come? You have nothing to pay;
Jesus, who loves you best,
By His death on the cross purchased life for your soul,
Jesus will give you rest.

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Will you come, will you come? How He pleads with you now!
Fly to His loving breast;
And whatever your sin or your sorrow may be,
Jesus will give you rest.

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Jesus waits to welcome you,
Will you come? Will you come?
Arms of love outstretched to you,
Will you come? Will you come?

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Will you come? Will you come?
O the Savior bids you come;
He will welcome you with words of love,
Will you come? Will you come?

Jesus stands at mercy’s door,
Will you come? Will you come?
Pardon free the Savior gives,
Will you come? Will you come?

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Peace and joy you will possess,
Will you come? Will you come?
Life eternal will be yours,
Will you come? Will you come?

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We’re traveling home to Heav’n above,
Will you go? Will you go?
We sing the Savior’s dying love,
Will you go? Will you go?
Millions have reached that blest abode,
Anointed kings and priests to God,
And millions now are on the road,
Will you go? Will you go?

Ye weary, heavy laden, come,
Will you go? Will you go?
In the blest house there still is room,
Will you go? Will you go?
The Lord is waiting to receive,
If thou wilt on Him now believe,
He’ll give thy troubled conscience ease,
Come believe, come believe.

The way to Heav’n is straight and plain,
Will you go? Will you go?
Repent, believe, be born again,
Will you go? Will you go?
The Savior cries aloud to thee,
“Take up thy cross and follow Me,
And thou shalt My salvation see,
Come to Me, come to Me.”

O weary one, weighed down by care,
Come unto Me and rest.
Cast all your burdens at My feet,
And you will be refreshed.
Come unto Me, come unto Me,
For I am meek in heart.
Take up My yoke and learn from Me,
And let your cares depart.

Come claim My strength, you faint in heart
And you who have no might.
I am the everlasting God;
Through Me you can take flight.
Mount up, mount up on eagles’ wings,
Soar upward to the sky.
Draw from My reservoir of power,
A limitless supply.

I am the Vine, you’re just a branch;
You must remain in Me.
Apart from Me you’ll bear no fruit;
Your life will empty be.
Remain in Me, remain in Me,
And I’ll remain in you.
By this will God be glorified;
You’ll be My follower true.

And never tire of doing good;
Someday there’ll be reward.
For at the proper time you’ll reap
A harvest for your Lord.
So don’t give up, don’t e’er give up,
Do good to all mankind.
Especially love God’s family and
Eternal life you’ll find.

God’s glory is a wondrous thing,
Most strange in all its ways;
And, of all things on earth, least like
What men agree to praise.

Workman of God, O lose not heart,
But learn what God is like!
And, in the darkest battlefield,
Thou shalt know where to strike.

O blest is he to whom is given
The instinct that can tell
That God is on the field when He
Is most invisible!

Blest too is he who can divine
Where real right doth lie,
And dares to take the side that seems
Wrong to man’s blindfold eye.

For right is right, since God is God;
And right the day must win;
To doubt would be disloyalty,
To falter would be sin.

Jesu, meek and lowly,
Savior, pure and holy,
On Thy love relying
Hear me humbly crying.

Prince of life and power,
My salvation’s tower,
On the cross I view Thee
Calling sinners to Thee.

There behold me gazing
At the sight amazing;
Bending low before Thee,
Helpless I adore Thee.

By Thy red wounds streaming,
With Thy life blood gleaming,
Blood for sinners flowing
Pardon free bestowing;

By that fount of blessing,
Thy dear love expressing,
All my aching sadness
Turn Thou into gladness.

Lord, in mercy guide me,
Be Thou e’er beside me;
In Thy ways direct me;
’Neath Thy wings protect me.

Jesus, meek and gentle,
Son of God most high,
Gracious, loving Savior,
Hear Thy children’s cry.

Pardon our offenses,
Loose our captive chains,
Break down every idol
Which our soul detains.

Give us holy freedom,
Fill our hearts with love;
Draw us, holy Jesus,
To the realms above.

Lead us on our journey,
Be Thyself the way
Through our earthly darkness
To the heavenly day.

Jesus, meek and gentle,
Son of God most high,
Gracious, loving Savior,
Hear Thy children’s cry.
Hear Thy children’s cry.

Come, join our throng today,
Come children, come to Sabbath School;
We learn to sing and pray,
Our rule the golden rule.

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Oh, welcome here,
This bright and holy Sabbath day,
Come join us in a song,
This holy Sabbath day.

Come, join with us to read
The Bible, Word of God to man;
Its lessons all we’ll need,
They teach salvation’s plan.

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Come, wand’rer, join us here,
The Master, too, is calling thee;
Oh heed your Savior dear,
He says, “Come learn of Me.”

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Help us, O Lord, Thy yoke to wear,
Delighting in Thy perfect will;
Each other’s burden learn to bear,
And thus Thy law of love fulfill.

He that hath pity on the poor
Lendeth his substance to the Lord;
And lo! his recompense is sure,
For more than all shall be restored.

Who sparingly his seed bestows,
He sparingly shall also reap;
But whoso plentifully sows,
Thy plenteous sheaves his hand shall heap.

Teach us, with glad, ungrudging heart,
As Thou hast blest our various store,
From our abundance to impart
A liberal portion to the poor.

To Thee our all devoted be,
In whom we breathe and move and live;
Freely we have received from Thee;
Freely may we rejoice to give.

And while we thus obey Thy Word,
And every call of want relieve,
Oh! may we find it, gracious Lord,
More blessed to give than to receive.