Come, Said Jesus’ Sacred Voice

Come

said Je­sus’ sacr­ed voice

“Come

and make My paths your choice;

I will guide you to your home

Weary pil­grim

hi­ther come.

“Thou who

house­less

sole

for­lorn

Long hast borne the proud world’s scorn

Long hast roamed the bar­ren waste

Weary pil­grim

hi­ther haste.

“Ye who

tossed on beds of pain

Seek for ease

but seek in vain;

Ye whose swoll­en

sleep­less eyes

Watch to see the morn­ing rise.

Ye

by fierc­er ang­uish torn

In re­morse for guilt who mourn.

Here re­pose your hea­vy care:

Who the stings of guilt can bear?

Hither come

for here is found

Balm that flows for ev­ery wound

Peace that ev­er shall en­dure

Rest eter­nal

sac­red

sure.