Sunday, July 15, 2018

Come To Me

"Come to me, all you weary souls,
You heavy-laden sinners, come;
I'll give you rest from all your toils,
And raise you to my heav'nly home.
And raise you to my heav'nly home.

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.
But come to me and rest you’ll find.

"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."
My grace shall make the sinner right.

Jesus, we come at your command;
With faith, and hope, and humble trust,
Resign our spirits to your hand
To mold and guide and make us just!
Lord mold and guide this feeble dust!

Anthony Foster
After Isaac Watts
July 11, 2018

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