"COME UNTO ME!" It is the Savior's voice—
The Lord of life, who bids thy heart rejoice;
O weary heart, with heavy cares opprest,
"Come unto Me," and I will give you rest.
Life, rest, and peace, the flowers of deathless bloom
The Savior gives—and not beyond the tomb,
But here and now: on earth the taste is given
Of joys that wait us through the gates of heaven.