I'll take your burdens

1 Fresh from the fountain of God’s love eternal,
Christ, came a gift to a lost ruined race.
Veiling His glory and stooping to serve us,
Bidding us freely receive of His grace.

Refrain:
Come unto Me all ye weary and sad,
I’ll take your burdens and I’ll make you glad.
Come unto Me all ye weary and sad,
I’ll take your burdens and I’ll make you glad.

2 Bringer of joy, yet Himself Man of Sorrows,
Herald of hope, yet acquainted with grief;
Spotless His soul, pierced by wrath’s fiery arrows,
Burdened and wounded to give us relief. [Refrain]

3 Raised from the dead and exalted in glory,
Object of worship enthroned on high.
Still sounds His voice in the old, old sweet story,
Pleading with sinners that they might draw nigh. [Refrain]

Source: Evangelistic Songs #67

• MIDI file from Evangelistic Songs #67