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Come unto me, thou sin sick weary one

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1 "Come unto me," thou sin-sick, weary one,
Bowed 'neath thy heavy burden and oppressed,
No longer strive to bear its weight alone,
But come to me, and I will give thee rest.

"Come unto me, Come unto me,
Come unto me, and I will give thee rest."

2 "Come unto me." When billowy waves roll high,
And thou art toss'd from angry crest to crest;
When naught but shoal or cruel rocks seem nigh,
I'll safely guide, and I will give thee rest. [Chorus]

3 "Come unto me." Thine earth-friends may forsake,
Their love surviving not some fiery test;
O come to me, yes, in mine arms I'll take
And comfort thee, and I will give thee rest. [Chorus]

4 "Come unto me." No one so understands,
None see the hidden conflicts of thy breast;
I can discern, and with my own pierced hands,
Will bind its wounds, and I will give thee rest. [Chorus]

Source: The Golden Sheaf: a collection of choice hymns and songs especially designed for Sunday schools, loyal worker's meetings, prayer and social services (Enl. ed.) #27

Author: Ella E. Miles

Miles, Ella Elizabeth. (Athol, Massachusetts, March 24, 1855--December 29, 1914, Holden, Mass.) Advent Christian. Daughter of W.W. Boyden and wife of James A. Miles, she began writing poems and hymns at the age of fifteen. Many of them appeared in early hymn books of her church. --Moses C. Crouse, DNAH Archives Go to person page >

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First Line: Come unto me, thou sin sick weary one
Author: Ella E. Miles



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