Scripture Verse

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


Words: N. H. Mur­rey, in Songs of the Gold­en Shore, ed­it­ed by Da­ni­el F. Hodg­es (New York and Bos­ton, Mas­sa­chu­setts: Charles T. Dill­ing­ham and Lee & She­pard, 1879), page 58.

Music: Er­zin­can Frank M. Da­vis (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Mur­rey’s full name, or where to get good pho­to of him (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Frank M. Davis


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.