Come Unto Me, Ye Weary
F.J. Crosby          George C. Stebbins
Come unto Me, ye weary, Sorrowing ones oppressed;
I am your tender Shepherd, Waiting to give you rest.
Come unto Me, ye weary, List to the voice so dear,
Sweeter than angel music, Falling upon the ear.
Come unto Me, ye weary, List to that voice again,
Over the barren mountain, Over the lonely plain.
Come unto Me, ye weary; Why will ye longer roam?
Come to the arms of mercy, Come to a Father's home.
Come, come, come unto Me, Weary and sore distressed;
Come, come, come unto Me, Come unto Me and rest.
Copyright, 1896, by The Biglow & Main Co.