Scripture Verse

Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28


Edward Caswall (1814–1878)
National Portrait Gallery


Words: Un­known au­thor (Qui­cun­que cer­tum quaer­tis), prob­ab­ly 18th Cen­tu­ry (Ju­li­an). Trans­lat­ed from La­tin to Eng­lish by Edw­ard Cas­wall, Ly­ra Ca­tho­li­ca, 1849 (All Ye Who Seek a Cer­tain Cure); the adap­ta­tion be­low ap­peared in Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern, 1861.

Music: St. Ber­nard (Ri­chard­son) Toch­ter Si­on (Co­logne, Ger­ma­ny: 1741). Ar­ranged by John Ri­chard­son (1816–1879) (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Ri­chard­son (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


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.