Come Unto Me

1 “Come unto me;” O precious words
I hear the Saviour saying!
He calls the weary ones to rest,
He calls the toil-worn and oppressed,
He calls the lost and straying,
He calls the lost and straying.

2 “Come unto me;” O gracious words,
Such tender love displaying!
Dear Lord, I come—no merit’s mine,—
I come to trust Thy love divine,
I come Thy call obeying,
I come Thy call obeying.

3 “Come unto me;” O cheering words
That end my sore dismaying!
Lord, I believe; I cannot doubt;
Thou wilt in no wise cast him out
Who comes for mercy praying,
Who comes for mercy praying.

4 “Come unto me;” O welcome words,
All fear and terror slaying!
Thy blood can cleanse each stain of sin,
Thy grace can give me peace within;
I come, no more delaying,
I come, no more delaying.

Source: Fair as the Morning. Hymns and Tunes for Praise in the Sunday-School #121

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