Come, ye wea­ry sin­ners, come,
All who groan be­neath your load,
Jesus calls His wan­der­ers home,
Hasten to your par­don­ing God!
Come, ye guil­ty spir­its op­pressed,
Answer to the Sav­ior’s call,
Come, and I will give you rest.
Come, and I will save you all.

Jesus, full of truth and love,
We Thy kind­est word ob­ey;
Faithful let Thy mer­cies prove,
Take our load of guilt away;
Now we would on Thee re­ly,
Cast on Thee our ev­ery care,
To Thine arms of mer­cy fly,
Find our last­ing qui­et there.

Burdened with a world of grief,
Burdened with our sin­ful load,
Burdened with this un­belief,
Burdened with the wrath of God;
Lo! we come to Thee for ease,
True and gra­cious as Thou art,
Now our groan­ing souls re­lease,
Write for­give­ness on our heart.