8. Come, Weary, Anxious, Laden Soul

8.8.8.6.
1
Come, weary, anxious, laden soul,
 
To Jesus come, and be made whole;
 
On Him your heavy burden roll — 
 
Come, anxious sinner, come!
2
Behold the cross on which He died;
 
Behold His wounded, bleeding side:
 
Come, in His precious love confide — 
 
Come, anxious sinner, come!
3
True joy the world can ne’er afford,
 
’Tis found alone in Christ the Lord,
 
In Him for wretched sinners stored — 
 
Come, anxious sinner, come!
4
God loves to hear the contrite cry,
 
He loves to see the tearful eye,
 
To read the spirit’s deep-felt sigh — 
 
Come, anxious sinner, come!
5
Oh, if to Jesus you repair,
 
You’ll find eternal comfort there,
 
And soon shall heavenly glory share — 
 
Come, anxious sinner, come!
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