89. Chant--Come to me

1 With tearful eyes I look around;
Life seems a dark and stormy sea;
Yet, mid the gloom, I hear a sound;
A heavenly whisper, "Come to me!"

2 It tells me of a place of rest;
It tells me where my soul may flee;
O, to the weary, faint, oppressed,
How sweet the bidding, "Come to me!"

3 Come, for all else must fail and die;
Earth is no resting place for thee;
To heaven direct, thy weeping eye;
I am thy portion, "Come to me!"

4 O, voice of mercy, voice of love!
In conflict, grief, and agony,
Support me, cheer me from above,
And gently whisper, "Come to me!"

1 Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy laden,
And I will give you rest.

2 Take my yoke upon you and learn of me,
For I am weak and lowly in heart.

3 And ye shall find rest unto your souls.
For my yoke is easy, and my burden light.

1 Wherewithal shall a young man cleanse his way?
By taking heed thereto according to thy word.

2 Blessed are they that keep his testimonies,
They that seek him with a whole heart.

3 He that doeth these things shall never be moved.
Blessed art thee, O Lord, teach me thy statutes.

Text Information
First Line: With tearful eyes I look around
Title: Chant--Come to me
Language: English
Publication Date: 1867
Notes: Public Domain.
Tune Information
Name: [With tearful eyes I look around]
Key: C Major
Notes: Public Domain.



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