“Come unto Me!” it is the Savior’s voice,
The Lord of life, who bids your heart rejoice!
O weary soul, with heavy cares oppressed,
Come unto Him, and He will give you rest.
Weary with life’s long struggle, full of pain,
O doubting soul, your Savior calls again!
Your doubts shall vanish, and your sorrows cease —
Come unto Him, and He will give you peace.
O dying man, with guilt and sin dismayed,
With conscience wakened, of your God afraid!
Turn from your fears! Oh end the anxious strife —
Come unto Him, and He will give you life!
Rest, peace and life, sweet flowers of deathless bloom,
The Savior gives — not beyond the tomb,
But here and now, on earth, firstfruits are given
Of joys which wait beyond the gates of heaven!