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 heavenly home.
2 They shall find rest, who 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 Blessed is the man whose shoulders take
My yoke, and bear it with delight;
My yoke is easy to the 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 mould and guide us at thy will.
Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #847
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|The Baptist Hymnal: for use in the church and home #256||Come hither, all ye weary souls||Come hither, all ye weary souls||Isaac Watts||2012|
|The Cyber Hymnal #930||Come Hither, All Ye Weary Souls||Come hither, all ye weary souls||WILLINGTON||Isaac Watts||LM||<cite>Hymns and Spiritual Songs</cite>, Book I, 1707, number 127|