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Matius 11:28

• [Mat 11:28] All Ye Who Seek For Sure Relief

  All ye who seek for sure relief In trouble and distress, Whatever sorrows vex the mind, Or guilt the soul oppress, Jesus, who gave Himself for you Upon the cross to die, Opens to you His sacred heart; O to that heart draw nigh. Ye hear how kindly He invites; Ye hear His words so blest; “All ye that labor come to me, And I will give you rest.” O Jesus, Joy of saints on high, Thou Hope of sinners here, Attracted by those loving words To Thee we lift our prayer. Wash Thou our wounds in that dear blood Which from Thy heart doth flow; A new and contrite heart on all Who cry to Thee bestow.

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• [Mat 11:28] Alleluia, Fairest Morning

  Alleluia, fairest morning, Fairer than our words can say! Down we lay the heavy burden Of life’s toil and care today, While this morn of joy and love Brings fresh vigor from above. Sunday full of holy glory, Sweetest rest-day of the soul! Light upon a world of darkness From thy blessèd moments roll! Holy, happy, heav’nly day, Thou canst charm our grief away. In the gladness of His worship We will seek our joy today; It is then we learn the fullness Of the grace for which we pray, When the word of life is giv’n, Like the Savior’s voice from Heav’n. Let the day with Thee be ended, As with Thee it has begun, And Thy blessing, Lord, be granted, Till earth’s days and weeks are done; That at last Thy servants may Keep eternal Sabbath day.

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• [Mat 11:28] Art Thou Weary, Art Thou Languid?

  Art thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distressed? “Come to Me,” saith One, “and coming, Be at rest.” Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my Guide? In His feet and hands are wound prints And His side. Hath He diadem, as monarch, That His brow adorns? Yes, a crown in very surety, But of thorns. If I find Him, if I follow, What His guerdon here? Many a sorrow, many a labor, Many a tear. If I still hold closely to Him, What hath He at last? Sorrow vanquished, labor ended, Jordan passed. If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay? Not till earth and not till Heaven Pass away. Finding, following, keeping, struggling, Is He sure to bless? Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs, Answer, Yes!

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• [Mat 11:28] Beautiful Words Of Jesus

  Beautiful words of Jesus, Spoken so long ago, Yet, as we sing them over, Dearer to us they grow, Calling the heavy laden, Calling to hearts oppressed, “Come unto Me, ye weary; Come, I will give you rest.” Refrain Hear the call of His voice, so sweet; Bring your load to the Savior’s feet; Lean your heart on His loving breast; Come, O come, and He will give you rest. Beautiful words of Jesus, Cheering us day by day; Throwing a gleam of sunshine Over a cloudy way; Casting on Him the burden We are too weak to bear; He will give grace sufficient; He will regard our prayer. Refrain Beautiful words of Jesus, Tokens of endless rest, When, by and by, we enter Into His presence blest; There shall we see His beauty, Meet with Him face to face; There shall we sing His glory, Praising His matchless grace. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] “come”

  O word of words the sweetest, Oh words, in which there lie All promise, all fulfillment, And end of mystery; Lamenting or rejoicing, With doubt or terror nigh, I hear the “Come!” of Jesus, And to His cross I fly. Refrain Come, oh come to Me, Come, oh come to Me, Weary, heavy laden, Come, oh come to Me, Come, oh come to Me, Come, oh come to Me, Weary, heavy laden, Come, oh come to Me. O soul! why shouldst thou wander From such a loving Friend? Cling closer, closer to Him, Stay with Him to the end. Alas! I am so helpless, So very full of sin, For I am ever wand’ring, And coming back again. Refrain O, each time draw me nearer, That soon the “Come” may be Naught but a gentle whisper, To one close, close to Thee; Then, over sea and mountain, Far from or near my home, I’ll take Thy hand and follow, At that sweet whisper “Come!” Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Come, Oh, Come To Me

  Weary burdened wand’rer, There is rest for thee, At the feet of Jesus, In His love so free; Listen to His message, Words forever blest, Oh, thou heavy laden, “Come to Me and rest.” Refrain “Come, oh come to Me,” “Come, oh come to Me,” Jesus now is waiting, calling “Come, oh come to Me.” Bring Him all thy burdens, All thy guilt and sin, Mercy’s door is open, Rise and enter in. Jesus there is waiting, Patiently for thee, Hear Him gently calling, “Come, oh, come to Me.” Refrain Linger then no longer, Come just now to Him; Ere the shadows gather, And thy light grows dim. Thou hast long been waiting For some better time, But today He’s calling, Come and claim Him thine. Refrain He will bid thee welcome, At the blessèd cross, Turn to joy thy mourning, Turn to gold thy dross. He will lead thee gently, All along the way, In the path that shineth, Unto perfect day. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] 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.”

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• [Mat 11:28] Come, Sinner, Come

  While Jesus whispers to you, Come, sinner, come! While we are praying for you, Come, sinner, come! Now is the time to own Him: Come, sinner, come! Now is the time to know Him: Come, sinner, come! Are you too heavy laden? Come, sinner, come! Jesus will bear your burden: Come, sinner, come! Jesus will not deceive you: Come, sinner, come! Jesus can now redeem you: Come, sinner, come! O hear His tender pleading: Come, sinner, come! Come and receive the blessing: Come, sinner, come! While Jesus whispers to you, Come, sinner, come! While we are praying for you, Come, sinner, come!

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• [Mat 11:28] Come To The Master

  Come to the Master, wanderer, Come to your long sought home; Jesus is calling, calling: Come, never more to roam. Come to the Master, sinner, Cast off your weary load; Angels are beckoning, beckoning, All down the narrow road. Come to the Master, come ye, Heed now the earnest call; Jesus is waiting, waiting: Haste, at His feet to fall. Soon will the strife be over, What, then, will be your fate? Jesus is pleading, pleading: Come, e’er it be too late.

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• [Mat 11:28] Come To The Savior

  Come to the Savior, make no delay; Here in His Word He has shown us the way; Here in our midst He’s standing today, Tenderly saying, “Come!” Refrain Joyful, joyful will the meeting be, When from sin our hearts are pure and free; And we shall gather, Savior, with Thee, In our eternal home. “Suffer the children!” oh, hear His voice! Let ev’ry heart leap forth and rejoice; And let us freely make Him our choice; Do not delay, but come. Refrain Think once again, He’s with us today; Heed now His blest command, and obey; Hear now His accents tenderly say, “Will you, My children, come?” Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Come To The Savior Now

  Come to the Savior now, He gently calleth thee; In true repentance bow, Before Him bend the knee; He waiteth to bestow Salvation, peace, and love, True joy on earth below, A home in Heav’n above. Come to the Savior now, Ye who have wandered far; Renew your solemn vow, For His by right you are; Come, like poor wand’ring sheep Returning to His fold; His arm will safely keep, His love will ne’er grow cold. Come to the Savior, all, Whate’er your burdens be; Hear now His loving call, “Cast all your care on Me.” Come, and for ev’ry grief In Jesus you will find A sure and safe relief, A loving Friend and kind.

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• [Mat 11:28] Come Unto Me (jones)

  Hear the blessèd Savior calling the oppressed, “O ye heavy laden, come to Me and rest. Come, no longer tarry, I your load will bear, Bring Me every burden, bring Me every care.” Refrain Come unto Me, I will give you rest; Take My yoke upon you, hear Me and be blessed. I am meek and lowly, come and trust My might. Come, My yoke is easy, and My burden’s light. Are you disappointed, wandering here and there, Dragging chains of doubt and loaded down with care? Do unholy feelings struggle in your breast? Bring your case to Jesus—He will give you rest. Refrain Stumbling on the mountains dark with sin and shame, Stumbling toward the pit of hell’s consuming flame. By the powers of sin deluded and oppressed, Hear the tender Shepherd, “Come to Me and rest.” Refrain Have you by temptation often conquered been, Has a sense of weakness brought distress within? Christ will sanctify you, if you’ll claim His best. In the Holy Spirit, He will give you rest. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Come Unto Me (norton)

  “Come unto Me,” it is the Savior’s voice, The Lord of life, who bids thy heart rejoice; O weary heart, with heavy cares oppressed, “Come unto Me,” and I will give you rest. Refrain “Come unto Me, come unto Me, Come unto Me, and I will give you rest, I will give you rest, I will give you rest.” Weary with life’s long struggle full of pain, O doubting soul, thy Savior calls again; Thy doubts shall vanish and thy sorrows cease, “Come unto Me,” and I will give you peace. Refrain Oh, dying man, with guilt and sin dismayed, With conscience wakened, of thy God afraid; Twixt hopes and fears—oh end the anxious strife, “Come unto Me,” and I will give you life. Refrain Rest, peace and life, the flowers of deathless bloom, The Savior gives us, not beyond the tomb— But here, and now, on earth, some glimpse is giv’n Of joys which wait us thro’ the gates of Heav’n. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Come Unto Me, And Rest

  Brother, art thou worn and weary, Tempted, tried, and sore oppressed? Listen to the word of Jesus, “Come unto Me, and rest!” Refrain “Come unto Me, and rest!” “Come unto Me, and rest!” Come, ye weary, heavy laden, “Come unto Me, and rest!” Oh, He knows the dark forebodings Of the conscience troubled breast, And to such His word is given, “Come unto Me, and rest!” Refrain To the Lord bring all your burden, Put the promise to the test; Hear Him say, your Burden Bearer, “Come unto Me, and rest!” Refrain If in sorrow thou art weeping, Grieving for the loved ones missed, Surely then to you He whispers, “Come unto Me, and rest!” Refrain Trust to Him for all thy future, He will give thee what is best; Why then fear when He is saying, “Come unto Me, and rest!” Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Come Unto Me, When Shadows Darkly Gather

  Come unto Me, when shadows darkly gather, When the sad heart is weary and distressed; Seeking for comfort from your heavenly Father, Come unto Me, and I will give you rest. Ye who have mourned when the spring flowers were taken When the ripe fruit fell richly to the ground, When the loved slept, in brighter homes to waken, Where their pale brows with spirit-wreaths are crowned, Large are the mansions in thy Father’s dwelling; Glad are the homes that sorrows never dim; Sweet are the harps in holy music swelling; Soft are the tones which raise the heavenly hymn. There, like an Eden blossoming in gladness, Bloom the fair flowers the earth too rudely pressed; Come unto Me, all ye who droop in sadness, Come unto Me, and I will give you rest.

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• [Mat 11:28] Come Unto Me, Ye Weary (dix)

  “Come unto Me, ye weary, and I will give you rest.” O blessèd voice of Jesus, which comes to hearts oppressed! It tells of benediction, of pardon, grace and peace, Of joy that hath no ending, of love which cannot cease. “Come unto Me, dear children, and I will give you light.” O loving voice of Jesus, which comes to cheer the night! Our hearts are filled with sadness, and we had lost our way; But He hath brought us gladness and songs at break of day. “Come unto Me, ye fainting, and I will give you life.” O cheering voice of Jesus, which comes to aid our strife! The foe is stern and eager, the fight is fierce and long; But Thou hast made us mighty and stronger than the strong. “And whosoever cometh I will not cast him out.” O welcome voice of Jesus, which drives away our doubt, Which calls us, very sinners, unworthy though we be Of love so free and boundless, to come, dear Lord, to Thee.

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• [Mat 11:28] Come Unto Me, Ye Weary (crosby)

  Come unto Me, ye weary, Sorrowing ones oppressed; I am your tender Shepherd, Waiting to give you rest. Refrain Come, come, come unto Me, Weary and sore distressed; Come, come, come unto Me, Come unto Me and rest. Come unto Me, ye weary. List to the voice so dear, Sweeter than angel music, Falling upon the ear. Refrain Come unto Me, ye weary, List to that voice again, Over the barren mountain, Over the lonely plain. Refrain Come unto Me, ye weary, Why will ye longer roam: Come to the arms of mercy, Come to a Father’s home. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Come, Ye Sinners, Poor And Needy

  Come, ye sinners, poor and needy, Weak and wounded, sick and sore; Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love and power. Refrain I will arise and go to Jesus, He will embrace me in His arms; In the arms of my dear Savior, O there are ten thousand charms. Come, ye thirsty, come, and welcome, God’s free bounty glorify; True belief and true repentance, Every grace that brings you nigh. Refrain Come, ye weary, heavy laden, Lost and ruined by the fall; If you tarry till you’re better, You will never come at all. Refrain View Him prostrate in the garden; On the ground your Maker lies. On the bloody tree behold Him; Sinner, will this not suffice? Refrain Lo! th’incarnate God ascended, Pleads the merit of His blood: Venture on Him, venture wholly, Let no other trust intrude. Refrain Let not conscience make you linger, Not of fitness fondly dream; All the fitness He requireth Is to feel your need of Him. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Come, Ye Souls By Sin Afflicted

  Come, ye souls by sin afflicted, Bowed with fruitless sorrow down; By the broken law convicted, Through the cross behold the crown; Look to Jesus; mercy flows through Him alone. Take His easy yoke and wear it; Love will make obedience sweet; Christ will give you strength to bear it, While His wisdom guides your feet Safe to glory, where His ransomed captives meet. Blessèd are the eyes that see Him, Blest the ears that hear His voice; Blessèd are the souls that trust Him, And in Him alone rejoice; His commandments then become their happy choice. Sweet as home to pilgrims weary, Light to newly opened eyes, Or full springs in deserts dreary, Is the rest the cross supplies; All who taste it shall to rest immortal rise.

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• [Mat 11:28] Come, Ye Weary Sinners, Come

  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.

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• [Mat 11:28] Harbor Bell, The

  Our life is like a stormy sea Swept by the gales of sin and grief, While on the windward and the lee Hang heavy clouds of unbelief; But o’er the deep a call we hear, Like harbor bell’s inviting voice; It tells the lost that hope is near, And bids the trembling soul rejoice. Refrain This way, this way, O heart oppressed, So long by storm and tempest driv’n; This way, this way, lo here is rest, Rings out the harbor bell of Heav’n. Refrain O let us now the call obey, And steer our bark for yonder shore, Where still that voice directs the way, In pleading tones forevermore; A thousand life wrecks strew the sea; They’re going down at every swell; “Come unto Me, come unto Me,” Rings out th’ assuring harbor bell. Refrain O tempted one, look up, be strong; The promise of the Lord is sure, That they shall sing the victor’s song, Who faithful to the end endure; God’s Holy Spirit comes to thee, Of His abiding love to tell; To blissful port, o’er stormy sea, Calls Heav’n’s inviting harbor bell. Refrain Come, gracious Lord, and in Thy love Conduct us o’er life’s stormy wave; O guide us to the home above, The blissful home beyond the grave; There safe from rock, and storm, and flood, Our song of praise shall never cease, To Him Who bought us with His blood, And brought us to the port of peace. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Hark, The Gentle Voice

  Hark! the gentle voice of Jesus falleth Tenderly upon your ear; Sweet His cry of love and pity calleth; Turn and listen, stay and hear. Refrain Ye that labor and are heavy-laden, Lean upon your dear Lord’s breast; Ye that labor and are heavy-laden, Come, and I will give you rest. Take His yoke, for He is meek and lowly; Bear His burden, to Him turn; He who calleth is the Master holy: He will teach if you will learn. Refrain Then, His loving, tender voice obeying, Bear His yoke, His burden take; Find the yoke His hand is on you laying, Light and easy for His sake. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] His Yoke Is Easy

  The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me down to lie In pastures green He leadeth me The quiet waters by. Refrain His yoke is easy; His burden is light. I’ve found it so; I’ve found it so. He leadeth me by day and by night Where living waters flow. My soul crieth out: “Restore me again, And give me the strength to take The narrow path of righteousness, E’en for His own Name’s sake.” Refrain Yea, tho’ I should walk the valley of death, Yet why should I fear from ill? For Thou art with me, and Thy rod And staff me comfort still. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] I Heard The Voice Of Jesus Say

  I heard the voice of Jesus say, “Come unto Me and rest; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.” I came to Jesus as I was, weary and worn and sad; I found in Him a resting place, and He has made me glad. I heard the voice of Jesus say, “Behold, I freely give The living water; thirsty one, stoop down, and drink, and live.” I came to Jesus, and I drank of that life giving stream; My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, and now I live in Him. I heard the voice of Jesus say, “I am this dark world’s Light; Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, and all thy day be bright.” I looked to Jesus, and I found in Him my Star, my Sun; And in that light of life I’ll walk, till traveling days are done.

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• [Mat 11:28] Jesus Calls Thee

  Jesus, gracious One, calleth now to thee, “Come, O sinner, come!” Calls so tenderly, calls so lovingly, “Now, O sinner, come!” Words of peace and blessing, Christ’s own love confessing; Refrain Hear the sweet voice of Jesus, Full, full of love; Calling tenderly, calling lovingly, “Come, O sinner, come!” Still He waits for thee, pleading patiently, “Come, O come to Me! Heavy laden one, I thy grief have borne, Come and rest in Me.” Words with love o’erflowing, Life and bliss bestowing; Refrain Weary, sin-sick soul, called so graciously, Canst thou dare refuse? Mercy offered thee, freely, tenderly, Wilt thou still abuse? Come, for time is flying, Haste, thy lamp is dying; Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Jesus Understands

  Bowed beneath your burden, is there none to share? Weary with the journey, is there none to care? Courage, wayworn traveler, heed your Lord’s commands, There’s a thought to cheer you, Jesus understands. Refrain Yes, He understands, all His ways are best. Hear, He calls to you, “Come to Me and rest.” Leave the unknown future in the Master’s hand, Whether sad or joyful, Jesus understands. Every heavy burden, He will gladly share, Are you sad and weary? Jesus has a care; Well He knows the pathway o’er life’s burning sands, Courage, fainting pilgrim, Jesus understands. Refrain Though temptation meet you, Jesus can sustain, Life has vexing problems which He can explain; Serve Him where He sends you, though in distant lands, Do not doubt or question, Jesus understands. Refrain Weary heart, He calls you, “Come to Me and rest,” Does the path grow rugged? yet His way is best; Leave the unknown future in the Master’s hands, Whether sad or joyful, Jesus understands. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Just As Thou Art

  Just as thou art, without one trace Of love, or joy, or inward grace, Or meetness for the heavenly place, O guilty sinner, come. Thy sins I bore on Calvary’s tree; The stripes, thy due, were laid on Me; That peace, and pardon might be free; O wretched sinner, come. Come, leave thy burden at the cross, Count all thy gains but empty dross: My grace repays all earthly loss; O needy sinner, come.
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• [Mat 11:28] Long Did I Toil

  Long did I toil, and knew no earthly rest, Far did I rove, and found no certain home; At last I sought them in His sheltering breast, Who opes His arms, and bids the weary come: With Him I found a home, a rest divine, And since then I am His, and He is mine. The good I have is from His stores supplied, The ill is only what He deems the best; He for my Friend, I’m rich with naught beside, And poor without Him, though of all possessed: Changes may come, I take, or I resign, Content, while I am His, while He is mine. Whate’er may change, in Him no change is seen, A glorious Sun that wanes not nor declines; Above the clouds and storms He walks serene, And on His people’s inward darkness shines: All may depart—I fret not, nor repine, While I my Savior’s am, while He is mine. While here, alas! I know but half His love, But half discern Him, and but half adore; But when I meet Him in the realms above, I hope to love Him better, praise Him more, And feel, and tell, amid the choir divine, How fully I am His, and He is mine.

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• [Mat 11:28] O God, Whose Smile Is In The Sky

  O God, whose smile is in the sky, Whose path is in the sea, Once more from earth’s tumultuous strife We gladly turn to Thee. Now all the myriad sounds of earth In solemn stillness die; While wind and wave unite to chant Their anthem to the sky. We come as those with toil far spent Who crave Thy rest and peace, And from the care and fret of life Would find in Thee release. O Father, soothe all troubled thought, Dispel all idle fear, Purge Thou each heart of secret sin, And banish ev’ry care. Until, as shine upon the sea The silent stars above, There shines upon our trusting souls The light of Thine own love.

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• [Mat 11:28] O What A Savior

  Come to the Savior, hear His loving voice; Never will you find a Friend so true; Now He is waiting, trust Him and rejoice, Tenderly He calleth you. Refrain O, what a Savior standing at the door, Haste while He lingers, pardon now implore Still He is waiting, grieve His love no more, Tenderly He calleth you. Blest words of comfort, gently now they fall, Jesus is the life, the truth, the way; Come to the fountain, there is room for all; Jesus bids you come today. Refrain Softly the Spirit whispers in the heart, Do not slight the Savior’s offered grace; Gladly receive Him, let Him not depart; Happy they who seek His face. Refrain Light in the darkness, joy in any pain, Refuge for the weary and oppressed; Still He is waiting, calling yet again; Come, and He will give you rest.

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• [Mat 11:28] Only Trust The Savior’s Promise

  When our way is hedged about us, And our cross too great to bear, How the soul to God is lifted, Thro’ the wondrous power of prayer. Refrain Only trust the Savior’s promise, Do His will, whate’er it be; Then our faith will hear Him saying, “Come and find a rest in Me.” O ’tis prayer that brings a blessing, When our hope on Him is stayed; Prayer that gives us joy and comfort, Tho’ the answer be delayed. Refrain O the joy of sweet communion, When we know that He is near, When we feel His love within us, Casting out our every fear. Refrain Why, O why should we be troubled, When the Lord Himself declares, If we call on Him believing, He will grant our fervent prayers. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Savior Calls, The

  The Savior calls; let every ear Attend the heav’nly sound. Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear; Hope smiles reviving round. For every thirsty, longing heart Here streams of bounty flow, And life and health and bliss impart To banish mortal woe. Here springs of sacred pleasures rise To ease your every pain; Immortal fountain, full supplies! Nor shall you thirst in vain. Ye sinners, come, ’tis Mercy’s voice; The gracious call obey; Mercy invites to heav’nly joys, And can you yet delay? Dear Savior, draw reluctant hearts; To Thee let sinners fly And take the bliss Thy love imparts And drink and never die.

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• [Mat 11:28] Savior For Me, The

  From Heaven above, in His infinite love, Came Jesus, a Savior to be; And He scorned the deep pain our ransom to gain, O He is the Savior for me. Refrain O Jesus is willing to be A Savior for sinners like me. And the burden will roll From the poor troubled soul That to Jesus the Savior will flee. The birds had their nest and the people their rest, While Jesus all night made His plea; On the mountain alone was the Father’s dear Son, O He is the Savior for me. Refrain For silver betrayed, in mock purple arrayed, Condemned to a death on the tree; Then they led Him away on that wonderful day, O He is the Savior for me. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Still Out Of Christ

  Still out of Christ, when so oft He has called you, Why will you longer refuse to believe? What can you hope from the world or its pleasure? How can you trust them when both will deceive? Refrain Come, come to Jesus, weary, heavy hearted, Come, come to Jesus while you may; Now He is waiting, waiting to receive you. Hark! He is calling you today. Still out of Christ, and the moments so precious, Night is approaching, oh, what will you do? Still out of Christ, yet there’s room at the fountain, Free are its waters, and flowing for you. Refrain Still out of Christ, yet for you there is mercy, If you are willing to turn from your sin; Yonder He stands at the door of salvation, Waiting to pardon and welcome you in. Refrain Still out of Christ, and the love He has promised; How you are longing that love to receive! Haste where the star of your faith is directing, Haste, and this moment repent and believe. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Weary Of Earth, And Laden With My Sin

  Weary of earth, and laden with my sin, I look at Heav’n and long to enter in, But there no evil thing may find a home: And yet I hear a voice that bids me “Come.” So vile I am, how dare I hope to stand In the pure glory of that holy land? Before the whiteness of that throne appear? Yet there are hands stretched out to draw me near. The while I fain would tread the heav’nly way Evil is ever with me day by day; Yet on mine ears the gracious tidings fall: “Repent, confess, thou shalt be loosed from all.” It is the voice of Jesus that I hear; His are the hands stretched out to draw me near, And His the blood that can for all atone, And set me faultless there before the throne. ’Twas He Who found me on the deathly wild, And made me heir of Heav’n, the Father’s child, And day by day, whereby my soul may live, Gives me His grace of pardon, and will give. O great Absolver, grant my soul may wear The lowliest garb of penitence and prayer, That in the Father’s courts my glorious dress May be the garment of Thy righteousness. Yea, Thou wilt answer for me, righteous Lord; Thine all the merits, mine the great reward; Thine the sharp thorns, and mine the golden crown; Mine the life won, and Thine the life laid down. Naught can I bring, dear Lord, for all I owe, Yet let my full heart what it can bestow; Like Mary’s gift, let my devotion prove, Forgiven greatly, how greatly I love.

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• [Mat 11:28] When I Get To The End Of The Way

  The sands have been washed in the footprints Of the Stranger on Galilee’s shore; And the voice that subdued the rough billows Will be heard in Judea no more, But the path of that lone Galilean, With joy I will follow today, Refrain And the toils of the road will seem nothing When I get to the end of the way, The toils of the road will seem nothing When I get to the end of the way. There are so many hills to climb upward, I often am longing for rest; But He Who appoints me my pathway, Knows just what is needful and best. I know in His Word He hath promised That my strength it shall be as my day; Refrain He loves me too well to forsake me, Or give me a trial too much; His people have been dearly purchased, And Satan can never claim such. By and by I shall see Him and praise Him, In the city of unending day; Refrain When the last feeble steps have been taken, And the gates of that city appear, And the beautiful songs of the angels Float out on my listening ear; When all that now seems so mysterious, Will be bright and as clear as the day, And the toils of the road will seem nothing When I get to the end of the way, Then the toils of the road will seem nothing When I get to the end of the way.

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• [Mat 11:28] Where He Leads I’ll Follow

  Sweet are the promises, kind is the word, Dearer far than any message man ever heard; Pure was the mind of Christ, sinless I see; He the great example is, and pattern for me. Refrain Where He leads I’ll follow, Follow all the way. Where He leads I’ll follow, Follow Jesus ev’ry day. Sweet is the tender love Jesus hath shown, Sweeter far than any love that mortals have known; Kind to the erring one, faithful is He; He the great example is, and pattern for me. Refrain List to His loving words, “Come unto Me”; Weary, heavy laden, there is sweet rest for thee; Trust in His promises, faithful and sure; Lean upon the Savior, and thy soul is secure. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Who Is This Of Whom Ye Tell?

  Who is this of Whom ye tell? Come and see. Where among us doth He dwell? Come and see. He is Jesus Christ the Lord; Son of God, by saints adored; Dwells with those who keep His Word: Come and see. Can He help me? Can He heal? Come and see. Can He God to me reveal? Come and see. He can put your foes to flight; He can make your darkness light; He has everlasting might: Come and see. Hath he power to pardon sin? Come and see. Power to make me pure within? Come and see. On the cross He bled and died, On the throne is glorified, Hearts to cleanse and sins to hide: Come and see. Welcome thou shalt surely find: Come and see. Pardon purchased, sealed, and signed: Come and see. Be His Name by Thee confessed; In His Word of promise rest; Thou in Him at once art blest: Come and see.

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• [Mat 11:28] Why Not Say Yes Tonight?

  O why not say Yes to the Savior tonight? He’s tenderly pleading with thee To come to Him now with thy sin burdened heart For pardon so full and so free. Refrain Why not say Yes tonight? Why not? Why not? While He so gently, so tenderly pleads, O accept Him tonight! For with you the Spirit will not always plead— O do not reject Him tonight! Tomorrow may bring you the darkness of death, Unbroken by heavenly light. Refrain Take Christ as your Savior, then all shall be well, The morrow let bring what it may; His love shall protect you, His Spirit shall guide, And safely keep you in His way. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Will You Come? (crosby)

  Will you come, will you come, with your poor broken heart, Burdened and sin oppressed? Lay it down at the feet of your Savior and Lord, Jesus will give you rest. Refrain O happy rest! Sweet, happy rest! Jesus will give you rest. Oh! Why won’t you come in simple, trusting faith? Jesus will give you rest. Will you come, will you come? There is mercy for you, Balm for your aching breast; Only come as you are, and believe on His Name, Jesus will give you rest. Refrain Will you come, will you come? You have nothing to pay; Jesus, who loves you best, By His death on the cross purchased life for your soul, Jesus will give you rest. Refrain Will you come, will you come? How He pleads with you now! Fly to His loving breast; And whatever your sin or your sorrow may be, Jesus will give you rest. Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Will You Come? (reynolds)

  Jesus waits to welcome you, Will you come? Will you come? Arms of love outstretched to you, Will you come? Will you come? Refrain Will you come? Will you come? O the Savior bids you come; He will welcome you with words of love, Will you come? Will you come? Jesus stands at mercy’s door, Will you come? Will you come? Pardon free the Savior gives, Will you come? Will you come? Refrain Peace and joy you will possess, Will you come? Will you come? Life eternal will be yours, Will you come? Will you come? Refrain

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• [Mat 11:28] Will You Go?

  We’re traveling home to Heav’n above, Will you go? Will you go? We sing the Savior’s dying love, Will you go? Will you go? Millions have reached that blest abode, Anointed kings and priests to God, And millions now are on the road, Will you go? Will you go? Ye weary, heavy laden, come, Will you go? Will you go? In the blest house there still is room, Will you go? Will you go? The Lord is waiting to receive, If thou wilt on Him now believe, He’ll give thy troubled conscience ease, Come believe, come believe. The way to Heav’n is straight and plain, Will you go? Will you go? Repent, believe, be born again, Will you go? Will you go? The Savior cries aloud to thee, “Take up thy cross and follow Me, And thou shalt My salvation see, Come to Me, come to Me.”

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• [Ibr 4:9] And Now The Wants Are Told

  And now the wants are told, that brought Thy children to Thy knee; Here lingering still, we ask for naught, But simply worship Thee. The hope of Heav’n’s eternal days Absorbs not all the heart That gives Thee glory, love, and praise For being what Thou art. For Thou art God, the One, the Same, O’er all things high and bright; And round us, when we speak Thy Name, There spreads a heav’n of light. O wondrous peace, in thought to dwell On excellence divine; To know that naught in man can tell How fair Thy beauties shine! O Thou, above all blessing blest, O’er thanks exalted far, Thy very greatness is a rest To weaklings as we are; For when we feel the praise of Thee A task beyond our powers, We say, “A perfect God is He, And He is fully ours.” All glory to the Father be, All glory to the Son, All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, While endless ages run.

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• [Ibr 4:9] Beautiful Vale Of Rest

  My soul with rapture waits for thee, Beautiful vale of rest; My home beyond the rolling sea, Beautiful vale of rest; I long to sing thy pleasures o’er, The glories of thy tranquil shore, Where pain and sorrow come no more— Happy vale of rest. Refrain Beautiful vale of rest, Beautiful vale of rest, My soul with rapture longs for thee, O! lovely vale of rest. Thy radiant fields and glowing skies, Beautiful vale of rest; Too pure and bright for mortal eyes, Beautiful vale of rest; Beside the living stream that flows, The weary heart shall find repose— Thy pearly gates shall never close, Happy vale of rest. Refrain The joys of earth, how soon they fade! Beautiful vale of rest; Like morning dew or evening shade, Beautiful vale of rest; Yet, when we reach thy golden strand, Our gentle Savior’s promised land, We’ll sing with all the angel band, Happy vale of rest. Refrain O! who would dwell forever here, Beautiful vale of rest; With joy, unfading joy so near, Beautiful vale of rest; O! may I live that I may wear A starry crown forever there, And breathe thy sweet and balmy air, Happy vale of rest. Refrain

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• [Ibr 4:9] Blessed Homeland

  Gliding o’er life’s fitful waters, Heavy surges sometimes roll; And we sigh for yonder haven, For the homeland of the soul. Refrain Blessèd homeland, ever fair! Sin can never enter there; But the soul, to life awaking, Everlasting bloom shall wear. Oft we catch a faint reflection, Of its bright and vernal hills; And, though distant, how we hail it! How each heart with rapture thrills! Refrain To our Father, and our Savior, To the Spirit, Three in One, We shall sing glad songs of triumph When our harvest work is done. Refrain ’Tis the weary pilgrim’s homeland, Where each throbbing care shall cease, And our longings and our yearnings, Like a wave, be hushed to peace. Refrain

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• [Ibr 4:9] Come, Let Us Join With One Accord

  Come, let us join with one accord In hymns around the throne: This is the day our rising Lord Has made and called His own. This is the day that God has blest, The brightest of the sev’n, Type of that everlasting rest The saints enjoy in Heav’n. Then let us in His Name sing on, And hasten to that day When our Redeemer shall come down, And shadows pass away. Not one, but all our days below Let us in hymns employ; And in our Lord rejoicing, Go to His eternal joy.

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• [Ibr 4:9] Friend After Friend Departs

  Friend after friend departs; Who hath not lost a friend? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end: Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying, none were blest. Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessèd clime Where life is not a breath, Nor life’s affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward and expire. There is a world above, Where parting is unknown, A whole eternity of love, Formed for the good alone; And faith beholds the dying here Translated to that happier sphere. Thus star by star declines, Till all are passed away, As morning high and higher shines To pure and perfect day; Nor sink those stars in empty night, But hide themselves in Heaven’s own light.

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• [Ibr 4:9] Gathering Home

  Up to the bountiful Giver of life, Gathering home! gathering home! Up to the dwelling where cometh no strife, The dear ones are gathering home. Refrain Gathering home! Gathering home! Never to sorrow more, never to roam. Gathering home! Gathering home! God’s children are gathering home! Up to the city where falleth no night, Gathering home! gathering home! Up where the Savior’s own face is the light, The dear ones are gathering home. Refrain Up to the beautiful mansions above, Gathering home! gathering home! Safe in the arms of His infinite love, The dear ones are gathering home. Refrain

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• [Ibr 4:9] Homeward Bound

  Out on an ocean all boundless we ride, We’re homeward bound, homeward bound; Tossed on the waves of a rough, restless tide, We’re homeward bound, homeward bound; Far from the safe, quiet harbor we rode, Seeking our Father’s celestial abode; Promise of which on us each He bestowed: We’re homeward bound, homeward bound. Wildly the storm sweeps us on as it roars, We’re homeward bound, homeward bound; Look! yonder lie the bright heavenly shores: We’re homeward bound, homeward bound; Steady, O pilot! stand firm at the wheel; Steady! we soon shall outweather the gale; Oh, how we fly ’neath the loud creaking sail! We’re homeward bound, homeward bound. Into the harbor of Heav’n now we glide; We’re home at last, home at last; Softly we drift on its bright silver tide; We’re home at last, home at last; Glory to God! all our dangers are o’er; We stand secure on the glorified shore; Glory to God! we will shout evermore: We’re home at last, home at last;

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• [Ibr 4:9] How Sweet The Hour Of Closing Day

  How sweet the hour of closing day, When all is peaceful and serene, And when the sun, with cloudless ray, Sheds mellow luster o’er the scene! Such is the Christian’s parting hour; So peacefully he sinks to rest, When faith, endued from Heav’n with power, Sustains and cheers his languid breast. Mark but that radiance of his eye, That smile upon his wasted cheek; They tell us of his glory nigh, In language that no tongue can speak. A beam from Heav’n is sent to cheer The pilgrim on his gloomy road; And angels are attending near, To bear him to their bright abode. Who would not wish to die like those Whom God’s own Spirit deigns to bless? To sink into that soft repose, Then wake to perfect happiness?

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• [Ibr 4:9] If There Be That Skills To Reckon

  If there be that skills to reckon All the number of the blest, He perchance can weigh the gladness Of the everlasting rest, Which, their earthly exile finished, They by merit have possessed. Through the vale of lamentation Happily and safely past, Now the years of their affliction In their memory they recast, And the end of all perfection They can contemplate at last. There the gifts of each and single All in common right possess; There each member hath his portion In the Body’s blessedness; So that he, the least in merits, Shares the guerdon none the less. In a glass through types and riddles Dwelling here, we see alone; Then serenely, purely, clearly, We shall know as we are known, Fixing our enlightened vision On the glory of the throne. There the Trinity of Persons Unbeclouded shall we see; There the Unity of Essence Perfectly revealed shall be; While we hail the Threefold Godhead And the simple Unity. Wherefore, man, take heart and courage, Whatsoe’er thy present pain; Such untold reward through suffering Thou may’st merit to attain; And for ever in His glory With the Light of light to reign.

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• [Ibr 4:9] I’m But A Stranger Here

  I’m but a stranger here, Heav’n is my home; Earth is a desert drear, Heav’n is my home. Danger and sorrow stand round me on every hand; Heav’n is my fatherland, Heav’n is my home. What though the tempest rage, Heav’n is my home; Short is my pilgrimage, Heav’n is my home; Time’s cold and wild wintry blast soon shall be over past; I shall reach home at last, Heav’n is my home. There at my Savior’s side Heav’n is my home; I shall be glorified, Heav’n is my home. There are the good and blest, those I loved most and best; There, too, I soon shall rest, Heav’n is my home. Therefore I murmur not, Heav’n is my home; Whate’er my earthly lot, Heav’n is my home; And I shall surely stand there at my Lord’s right hand. Heav’n is my fatherland, Heav’n is my home.

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• [Ibr 4:9] Jesus, I Am Resting, Resting

  Jesus, I am resting, resting, In the joy of what Thou art; I am finding out the greatness Of Thy loving heart. Thou hast bid me gaze upon Thee, And Thy beauty fills my soul, For by Thy transforming power, Thou hast made me whole. Refrain Jesus, I am resting, resting, In the joy of what Thou art; I am finding out the greatness Of Thy loving heart. O, how great Thy loving kindness, Vaster, broader than the sea! O, how marvelous Thy goodness, Lavished all on me! Yes, I rest in Thee, Belovèd, Know what wealth of grace is Thine, Know Thy certainty of promise, And have made it mine. Refrain Simply trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, I behold Thee as Thou art, And Thy love, so pure, so changeless, Satisfies my heart; Satisfies its deepest longings, Meets, supplies its every need, Compasseth me round with blessings: Thine is love indeed! Refrain Ever lift Thy face upon me As I work and wait for Thee; Resting ’neath Thy smile, Lord Jesus, Earth’s dark shadows flee. Brightness of my Father’s glory, Sunshine of my Father’s face, Keep me ever trusting, resting, Fill me with Thy grace. Refrain

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• [Ibr 4:9] Lord, I Believe A Rest Remains

  Lord, I believe a rest remains To all Thy people known, A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, And Thou art loved alone. A rest where all our soul’s desire Is fixed on things above; Where fear, and sin, and grief expire, Cast out by perfect love. O that I now the rest might know, Believe, and enter in! Now, Savior, now the power bestow, And let me cease from sin. Remove this hardness from my heart, This unbelief remove: To me the rest of faith impart, The Sabbath of Thy love.

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• [Ibr 4:9] Lord, On Thy Returning Day

  Lord, on Thy returning day, From common labor freed, We are come to sing and pray With felt returning need: Come to seek our former rest, Come to urge our old request. Show us, Lord, the goal of life, And give us heart to run; Breathe the peace that follows strife, Lest future work we shun: Hearts that hasty time has grieved Are by Sabbath calm relieved. We would sing as in the rays Of mercy ever bright, Which endureth, to Thy praise, Forever Thy delight: Sing for happiness we know, Or that we may happy grow. We would pray as those who stand Their truest Friend beside, Whom He takes as by the hand, Unto their God to guide; By His power, and for His sake, Fully us Thy children make.

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• [Ibr 4:9] Maker Of Earth, To Thee Alone

  Maker of earth, to Thee alone Perpetual rest belongs; And the bright choirs around Thy throne May pour their endless songs. But we—ah holy now no more! Are doomed to toil and pain; Yet exiles on an alien shore May sing their country’s strain. Father, whose promise binds Thee still To heal the suppliant throng, Grant us to mourn the deeds of ill That banish us so long. And, while we mourn, in faith to rest Upon Thy love and care, Till Thou restore us with the blest The song of heaven to share. O God the Father, God the Son, And God the Holy Ghost, To Thee be praise, great Three in One, From Thy created host.

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• [Ibr 4:9] My Ain Countrie

  I am far frae my hame, an’ I’m weary aftenwhiles, For the langed for hame bringin’, an’ my Father’s welcome smiles; An’ I’ll ne’er be fu’ content, until mine een do see The gowden gates o’ Heav’n an’ my ain countrie. Refrain The earth is fleck’d wi’ flowers, mony tinted, fresh an’ gay The birdies warble blithely, for my Faither made them sae: But these sights an’ these soun’s will as naething be to me, When I hear the angels singin’ in my ain countrie. I’ve His gude word o’ promise that some gladsome day, the King To His ain royal palace his banished hame will bring; Wi’een an’ wi’ hert rinnin’ owre, we shall see The King in His beauty, in oor ain countrie. Refrain Sae little noo I ken, o’ yon blessèd, bonnie place I only ken it’s Hame, whaur we shall see His face, It wad surely be eneuch for ever mair to be In the glory o’ His presence, in oor ain countrie. Refrain He is faithfu’ that hath promised, an He’ll surely come again, He’ll keep His tryst wi’ me, at what oor I dinnna ken; But He bids me still to wait, an’ ready aye to be, To gang at ony moment to my ain countrie. Refrain

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• [Ibr 4:9] My Heart Is Yearning Ever

  My heart is yearning ever To reach a place of rest. Jerusalem, my happy home, In thee my heart shall never By sin or grief be pressed. My heart is yearning ever To reach that city bright. Within its radiant portals None ever sheds a tear; God’s city bright gives all delight, No grief nor wail or mortals Is where the Lamb is near; Within its radiant portals None ever sheds a tear. Their blessèd Lord and Savior Doth rule and govern them In peace and joy, without alloy, For sin can enter never The new Jerusalem; Their blessèd Lord and Savior Doth rule and govern them. Behold the goal in glory, Now shining from afar. O city of the God of love, Where no more earthly worry My happiness shall mar! Behold the goal in glory, Now shining from afar. And even I shall conquer In Jesus’ Name and might; Tho’ weak and faint, still as a saint I’ll in the haven anchor, Sweet haven of delight. Yea, even I shall conquer In Jesus’ Name and might.

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• [Ibr 4:9] Now The Busy Week Is Done

  Now the busy week is done, Now the rest-time is begun; Thou hast brought us on our way, Kept and led us day by day; Now there comes the first and best, Day of worship, light and rest. Hallow, Lord, the coming day! When we meet to praise and pray, Hear Thy Word, Thy feast attend, Hours of happy service spend; To our hearts be manifest, Lord of labor and of rest. For Thy children gone before We can trust Thee and adore; All their earthly week is past, Sabbath-time is theirs at last; Fold them, Father, to Thy breast, Give them everlasting rest. Guide us all the days to come, Till Thy mercy call us home: All our powers do Thou employ, Be Thy work our chiefest joy; Then, the promised land possessed, Bid us enter into rest.

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• [Ibr 4:9] O Sleepless Nights, O Cheerless Days

  O sleepless nights, O cheerless days, O sobs, that will not cease; Be still, be still! kind are His ways, Christ is the Prince of Peace: ’Tis well thy head, in throbbing pain, May pillow on His breast; Weep there thy tears like springtime rain— He gives the mourner rest. Toil bravely on, ’twill not be long Thy bark shall plow the main; Steer well; thy guide shall be the song That rings from Heaven’s plain; And watch thou for the gleaming lights That shine across the wave; They’re planted on fair Heaven’s heights, The mariner to save. Steer well! the harbor just ahead Aglow with glory’s ray, Will on thee golden luster shed, From out the gates of day, And waiting there are longing hands That thrill to clasp thine own, And lead thee thro’ the heav’nly land Into the bright unknown. Oh, strive thou well to overcome, And clothe thyself in white, Wait patiently thy welcome home To scenes of glory bright: The Lord loves those He chastens sore, And binds the bleeding wound; And gently heals the heart He tore, That grace may more abound!

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• [Ibr 4:9] Rest At Home

  Whate’er my afflictions or trials may be, I want to live faithful, my Savior, to Thee, To walk as a Christian, my temper subdued, And feel, through Thy mercy, in spirit renewed. Refrain Home, home, home, sweet, sweet home, I know there is rest with Thy people at home, I know there is rest with Thy people at home. Though dark is my path in this valley of sin, O give me the light of Thy comfort within, To shield me from danger wherever I roam, And guide me at last to Thy people at home. Refrain I want to be humble, resigned to Thy will, In sunshine or tempest to follow Thee still, Yet, lured by the tempter, how often I roam, Forgetful, alas! of my God and my home. Refrain No parent so tender, so friend is so dear, No voice like my Savior’s can banish my fear; By faith in Thy promise to Thee I will come, O, give me a place with Thy people at home. Refrain When shall I rise from this desert of gloom, Beyond the deep shadows that darken the tomb, In Eden, dear Eden, transported to roam, And sing hallelujahs with angels at home? Refrain

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• [Ibr 4:9] Rest For The Weary

  In the Christian’s home in glory There remains a land of rest; There my Savior’s gone before me, To fulfill my soul’s request. Refrain There is rest for the weary, There is rest for the weary, There is rest for the weary, There is rest for you. On the other side of Jordan, In the sweet fields of Eden, Where the tree of life is blooming, There is rest for you. He is fitting up my mansion, Which eternally shall stand, For my stay shall not be transient, In that holy, happy land. Refrain Pain and sickness ne’er shall enter, Grief nor woe my lot shall share; But, in that celestial center, I a crown of life shall wear. Refrain Death itself shall then be vanquished, And his sting shall be withdrawn; Shout for gladness, O ye ransomed! Hail with joy the rising morn. Refrain

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• [Ibr 4:9] Rest If You Will

  O why are you clinging to earth’s fading flow’rs, Tho’ fragrant its blossoms and lovely its bow’rs? The cold breath of winter will sweep them away, Then why from your fatherland, O why will you stay? Refrain Why will you stay? Jesus calls you today, Your poor aching hearts for rest are longing still, And yet in His mercy you may rest if you will. O why are you dreaming of hopes that are frail, That die like the leaflet when tossed by the gale? The heart’s weary longings the world cannot still, And yet in the Savior you may rest if you will. Refrain O why are you slighting the voice of the Lord, Refusing to follow His life giving Word? No love like the Savior’s your lone hearts can fill, That love is inviting you to rest if you will. Refrain O why are you waiting when time flies apace? Take heed that ye spurn not God’s message of grace; O trust not the pleasures that charm to deceive, But come to the Savior and, repenting, believe. Refrain

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• [Ibr 4:9] Rest Remaineth For The Weary, A

  A rest remaineth for the weary; Arise, sad heart, and grieve no more; Though long the way, and dark and dreary, It endeth on the golden shore. Before His throne the Lamb will lead thee, On heav’nly pastures He will feed thee, Cast off thy burden, come with haste; Soon will the toil and strife be ended, The weary way which thou hast wended. Sweet is the rest which thou shalt taste. The Father’s house has many a dwelling, And there will be a place for thee. With perfect love His heart is welling Who loved thee from eternity. His precious blood the Lamb hath given That thou might’st share the joys of Heaven, And now He calleth far and near: “Ye weary souls, cease your repining, Come while for you My light is shining; Come, sweetest rest awaits you here!” O come, come all, ye weak and weary, Ye souls bowed down with many a care; Arise and leave your dungeons dreary And listen to His promise fair: “Ye bore your burdens meek and lowly, I will fulfill My pledge most holy, I’ll be your solace and your rest. Ye are Mine own, I will requite you; Though sin and Satan seek to smite you, Rejoice! Your home is with the blest.” There rest and peace in endless measure Shall be ours through eternity; No grief, no care, shall mar our pleasure, And untold bliss our lot shall be. Oh, had we wings to hasten yonder— No more o’er earthly ills to ponder— To join the glad, triumphant band! Make haste, my soul, forget all sadness; For peace awaits thee, joy and gladness— The perfect rest is nigh at hand.

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• [Ibr 4:9] Softly Fades The Twilight Ray

  Softly fades the twilight ray, Of the holy Sabbath day; Gently as life’s setting sun, When the Christian’s course is run. Night her solemn mantle spreads O’er the earth as daylight fades; All things tell of calm repose, At the holy Sabbath’s close. Peace is on the world abroad, ’Tis the holy peace of God; Symbol of the peace within, When the spirit rests from sin. Still the Spirit lingers near, Where the evening worshipper Seeks communion with the skies, Pressing onward to the prize. Savior, may our Sabbaths be Days of peace and joy in Thee! Till in Heav’n our souls repose, Where the Sabbath ne’er shall close.

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• [Ibr 4:9] There Is A Blessed Home

  There is a blessèd home, Beyond this land of woe, Where trials never come, Nor tears of sorrow flow; Where faith is lost in sight, And patient hope is crowned, And everlasting light Its glory throws around. There is a land of peace, Good angels know it well; Glad songs that never cease Within its portals swell; Around its glorious throne Ten thousand saints adore Christ, with the Father One, And Spirit, evermore. O joy all joys beyond, To see the Lamb Who died, And count each sacred wound In hands, and feet, and side; To give to Him the praise Of every triumph won, And sing through endless days The great things He hath done. Look up, ye saints of God, Nor fear to tread below The path your Savior trod Of daily toil and woe; Wait but a little while In uncomplaining love His own most gracious smile Shall welcome you above.

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• [Ibr 4:9] There Is A Calm For Those Who Weep

  There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found; They safely lie and sweetly sleep, Low in the ground, low in the ground. The storms that sweep the wintry sky No more disturb their deep repose, Than summer evening’s latest sigh That shuts the rose, that shuts the rose. Thy soul renewed by grace divine, In God’s own image, freed from clay, In Heav’n’s eternal sphere shall shine, A star of day, a star of day. The sun is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky, The soul, immortal as its Sire, Shall never die, shall never die!

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• [Ibr 4:9] There Is A Paradise Of Rest

  There is a Paradise of rest On yonder tranquil shore, Beyond the shadow and the gloom of night, Where toil and tears are o’er. Refrain Meet me there, oh, meet me there, At the dawning of that morning bright and fair; Meet me there, oh, meet me there, In the land beyond the river meet me there. There is a city crowned with light, Its joy no tongue can tell; For they who enter shall behold the King, And in His presence dwell. Refrain There is a crown laid up on high That Christ the Lord will give To those who patiently His coming wait, And for His glory live. Refrain Oh, then be faithful unto death, Press on the heavenly way, That we may enter through the gates of life To realms of endless day. Refrain

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• [Ibr 4:9] There Is An Hour Of Peaceful Rest

  There is an hour of peaceful rest, To mourning wand’rers given; There is a joy for souls distressed, A balm for every wounded breast, ’Tis found above in Heav’n. There is a soft, a downy bed, Far from these shades of even— A couch for weary mortals spread, Where they may rest the aching head And find repose in Heaven. There is a home for weary souls By sin and sorrow driven; When tossed on life’s tempestuous shoals, When storms arise, and ocean rolls, And all is drear but Heav’n. There, faith lifts up her cheerful eye, To brighter prospects given; And views the tempest passing by, The evening shadows quickly fly, And all serene in Heav’n. There, fragrant flowers, immortal bloom, And joys supreme are given; There, rays divine disperse the gloom: Beyond the confines of the tomb, Appears the dawn of Heav’n.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Ibr 4:9] Thine Earthly Sabbaths, Lord, We Love

  Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, But there’s nobler rest above; To that our longing souls aspire With ardent love and strong desire. In Thy blest kingdom we shall be From every mortal trouble free; No groans shall mingle with the songs, Which warble from immortal tongues. No rude alarms of raging foes, No cares to break the long repose, No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon. O long expected day, begin; Dawn on this world of woe and sin: Fain would we leave this weary road, And sleep in death, and rest in God.

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• [Ibr 4:9] To Realms Of Glory

  To realms of glory in the skies I see my Lord returning, While I, a stranger in the earth, For heaven am ever yearning. ’Mid toil and sorrow here I roam, Far from my heavenly Father’s home. Yet visions of the promised land By faith my soul obtaineth; There shall I dwell forevermore Where Christ in glory reigneth; In mansions of that bright abode, The city of the living God. In that blest city is no night, Nor any pain or weeping; There is my treasure, there my heart, Safe in the Savior’s keeping; In heaven, my risen Lord, with Thee May all my thought and living be. How blessèd shall those servants be, O Lord, at Thy returning, Whose hearts are waiting still for Thee, Whose lamps are trimmed and burning; Them wilt Thou take to dwell with Thee In joy and peace eternally.

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• [Ibr 4:9] When Winds Are Raging

  When winds are raging o’er the upper ocean, And billows wild contend with angry roar, ’Tis said, far down, below the wild commotion, That peaceful stillness reigneth evermore. Far, far beneath, the noise of tempests dieth, And silver waves chime ever peacefully, And no rude storm, how fierce so e’er it flieth, Disturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea. So to the heart that knows Thy love, O Purest! There is a temple, sacred evermore, And all the babble of life’s angry voices Dies in hushed stillness at its peaceful door. Far, far away, the roar of passion dieth, And loving thoughts rise calm and peacefully, And no rude storm, how fierce so e’er it flieth, Disturbs the soul that dwells, O Lord, in Thee. O Rest of rests! O Peace, serene, eternal! Thou ever livest, and Thou changest never. And in the secret of Thy presence dwelleth Fullness of joy, forever and forever.

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  source: Cyberhymnal