Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28
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Come humbly to the mercy seat,
Make all your anguish known;
Fall prostrate at the Savior’s feet,
Who pleads before the throne.
Come, sinner, now, and humbly bow,
While yet the Spirit pleads,
At mercy’s gate the Savior waits,
And for you intercedes.
With penitential grief and tears,
Your guilt and shame confess;
Confess to Him your sins and fears,
Who ready waits to bless.
Your sins may be of deepest dye,
Your crimes like crimson glow;
The blood His flowing wounds supply
Will cleanse you white as snow.
’Tis faith in Him, the Son of God,
The captive soul will free;
Faith in His warm and precious blood,
That flowed on Calvary.