Come, weary, anxious, laden soul!
To Jesus come, and be made whole!
On Him your heavy burden roll,
Come, anxious sinner, come!
Behold the cross on which He died!
Behold His wounded, bleeding side!
Come, in His precious love confide,
Come, anxious sinner, come!
True joy the world can ne’er afford;
‘Tis found alone in Christ the Lord,
In Him for wretched sinners stored,
Come, anxious sinner, come!
God loves to hear the contrite cry,
He loves to see the tearful eye,
To read the Spirit’s deep felt sigh,
Come, anxious sinner, come!
Oh, if to Jesus you repair,
You’ll find eternal comfort there,
And soon shall heav’nly glory share,
Come, anxious sinner, come!
Tag Archives: 8.8.8.6.
The wanderer no more will roam ( 269 )
The wanderer no more will roam;
The lost one to the fold hath come;
The prodigal is welcomed home,
O Lamb of God, in Thee!
Though clothed in rags, by sin defiled,
The father did embrace His child;
And I am pardoned, reconciled,
O Lamb of God, in thee!
It is the Father’s joy to bless;
His love has found for me a dress,
A robe of spotless righteousness,
O Lamb of God, in Thee!
And now my famished soul is fed;
A feast of love for me is spread:
I feed upon the children’s bread,
O Lamb of God, in Thee!
Yea, in the fullness of His grace,
God put me in the children’s place,
Where I may gaze upon His face,
O Lamb of God, in Thee!
Not half His love can I express;
Yet, Lord, with joy my lips confess,
This blessed portion I possess,
O Lamb of God, in Thee!
Thy precious name it is I bear;
In Thee I am to God brought near;
And all the Father’s love I share,
O Lamb of God, in Thee!
Just As I Was–Without One Plea ( 332 )
Just as I was–without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bad’st me come to Thee
O Lamb of God, I came!
Just as I was–poor, wretched, blind
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I came!
Just as I am–Thy love, I own,
Has broken every barrier down;
Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone
O Lamb of God, I come!
Just as I am–of that free love,
The fulness and the depth to prove
Here for a season, then above–
O Lamb of God, I come!
The Wanderer No More Will Roam ( A3 )
The wanderer no more will roam,
The lost one to the fold hath come,
The prodigal is welcomed home,
O Lamb of God, to Thee!
Though clothed in rags, by sin defiled,
The Father did embrace His child;
And I am pardoned, reconciled,
O Lamb of God, in Thee!
It is the Father’s joy to bless;
His love has found for me a dress,
A robe of spotless righteousness,
O Lamb of God, in Thee!
And now my famished soul is fed,
A feast of love for me is spread,
I feed upon the children’s bread,
O Lamb of God, in Thee!
Yea, in the fulness of His grace,
God put me in the children’s place,
Where I may gaze upon His face,
O Lamb of God, in Thee!
Not half His love can I express,
Yet, Lord, with joy my lips confess
This blessed portion I possess,
O Lamb of God, in Thee!
Thy precious name it is I bear,
In Thee I am to God brought near,
And all the Father’s love I share,
O Lamb of God, in Thee!
Come, Weary, Anxious Laden Soul ( A57 )
Come, weary, anxious laden soul,
To Jesus come, and be made whole;
On Him your heavy burden roll–
Come, anxious sinner, come!
Behold the cross on which He died;
Behold His wounded, bleeding side:
Come, in His precious love confide–
Come, anxious sinner, come!
True joy the world can ne’er afford,
‘Tis found alone in Christ the Lord,
In Him for wretched sinners, stored–
Come, anxious sinner, come!
God loves to hear the contrite cry,
He loves to see the tearful eye,
To read the Spirit’s deep-felt sigh–
Come, anxious sinner, come!
Oh! if to Jesus you repair,
You’ll find eternal comfort there,
And soon shall heavenly glory share–
Come, anxious sinner, come!