Hymns and Tunes 1876 110
Hymn 110
1I 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.
2They shall find rest who learn of me ;
I'm of a meek and lowly mind ;
But passion rages like the sea,
And pride is restless as the wind.
3Blest 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.
4Jesus, 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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