The Cyber Hymnal ‎#930

930. Come Hither, All Ye Weary Souls

1. “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 heav’nly home.

2. “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.

3. 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.

4. Jesus, we come at Thy command;
With faith, and hope, and humble zeal,
Resign our spirits to Thy hand,
To mold and guide us at Thy will.

Text Information

• First Line: Come hither, all ye weary souls
• Title: Come Hither, All Ye Weary Souls
• Author: Isaac Watts
• Meter: LM
• Language: English
• Source: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Book I, 1707, number 127
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: WILLINGTON
• Composer: F. W. Williams (1851)
• Meter: LM
• Key: G Major
• Copyright: Public Domain