Come Unto Me

1 “Come to Me, all ye so weary!”
I was weary to despair,
And I longed for the green pastures
Of the heav’nly land so fair,
And I almost caught a glimmer
Of the radiance of the blest,
As unto my heart He whisper’d,
“Come to Me, I’ll give you rest.”

Refrain:
And as music softly stealeth
O’er the billows of the sea,
Thus upon my troubled spirit
Fell those accents, “Come to Me.”

2 “Come to Me, ye heavy laden!”
My sad heart was sore oppressed,
And my burden was so grievous
That the night brought me no rest,
‘Till I cried, “O blessed Father,
In compassion so divine,
Look Thou down in tender pity
On this aching heart of mine!” [Refrain]

3 All so anxious and so eager
Did I bend my list’ning ear,
Lest some word of His dear message
I should fail to catch or hear;
I forgot my heavy burden,
I had laid it at His feet,
In exchange for it He’d given
Me a song so new, so sweet. [Refrain]

4 O! the blessedness of hearing
This sweet message to my soul;
Tho’ the storms of life are tempests,
And the billows near me roll;
Yet I listen to His promise,
To the words I love the best,
“All ye weary, heavy-laden,
Come to Me, I’ll give you rest.” [Refrain]

Source: Consecrated Hymns #50

• MIDI file from Consecrated Hymns #50