Come, Come Today

Back from the wea­ry wan­d’ring

Into the nar­row way

Softly is Je­sus call­ing

Calling the sheep that stray.

Still

still Je­sus is call­ing—

Hear

O hear Him say:

Weary

hea­vy la­den

Come

come to­day.

Out of the drea­ry desert

Into the pas­tures green;

Out of the land of dark­ness

Into the light se­rene.

Why should we long­er tar­ry?

Why should we long­er roam?

Far from the place of re­fuge

Far from the shel­t’ring home?

Come

for the hours are wan­ing;

Come from the mount­ains cold;

Come from the storm and tem­pests

Into the Shep­herd’s fold.