Come to Jesus, Ye Who Labor

Come to Jesus, ye who labor,
From vain-strivings cease;
Heavy laden He will give you
Rest and peace.

Come to Him, ye who, in sorrow,
Vainly seek relief;
He has precious balm and comfort
For each grief.

Come to Him, all ye who wander,
Weary and unblest;
In his meek and lowly service
There is rest.

Come to Him, His yoke is easy,
And His burden light;
All your weakness He will strengthen
With His might.

Come to Him, all sweetest voices
Tenderly entreat;
Lay your sins and cares and burdens
At His feet.

Amen.