Come unto Me (Hewitt)

Come un­to Je­sus

all ye that la­bor

All that are wea­ry

sad and op­pressed;

Still He is call­ing

oh

friend and neigh­bor

Come un­to Me

and I will give you rest.

Down thro’ the ag­es

sweet­ly ’tis ring­ing

This word of Je­sus

come and be blest;

Sweeter than car­ols

an­gels are sing­ing

Come un­to Me

and I will give you rest.

Bring Him the bur­den

hea­vi­ly press­ing

Tell Him the sor­rows hid in your breast;

Sin and trans­gress­ion

free­ly con­fess­ing

Come un­to Him

and He will give you rest.

Lose not a mo­ment

haste to your Sav­ior

Ere the bright day-beams fade in the west;

Asking His mer­cy

seek­ing His fa­vor

Come un­to Him

and He will give you rest.

Come unto Je­sus

Sav­ior and bro­ther

Surely you need Him

pur­est and best;

Truer than fa­ther

fond­er than mo­ther

Come un­to Him

and He will give you rest.