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1 Jesus is waiting to welcome the weary,
Worn with the world’s fruitless striving for peace,
Tired with a night-watch that knoweth no morning,
Sick with a heartache that earth cannot ease.
Jesus is waiting, He standeth and knocketh,
Calling in love upon each one oppressed,
Come unto me, sinner, weary and laden;
I will receive you and give you my rest.
2 Long have you striven to find it without me,
Sought it in feelings emotional, vain;
These have all failed you, and still you are restless,
Seeking to purchase what naught can obtain. [Refrain]
3 Will you not come? you need no preparation,
Stay not to think, but come just as you are.
Bring nothing with you, for love giveth freely,
Peace, perfect peace that no sorrow can mar. [Refrain]
4 Doubting and troubled one, can you not trust me?
Able to save you from every ill,
Able to lead you through conflict to glory,
Able to way to life’s storm, “Peace be still.” [Refrain]
5 Oh I am yearning to see you unburdened,
Death did I suffer that you might be free.
Will you not come? and by life consecration,
Try to win others and bring them to me. [Refrain]Source: Triumphant Songs No.1 #137