Come to Me

Come to Me, ye who are hard opprest;
Lay your head gently upon my breast;
Come to Me, and I will give you rest;
Weary one, hither come! God is your home!

“Come to Me!” Jehovah gently pleads;
“Come to Me, I can supply all needs;
And My way unto green pasture leads;
Free from sin! Enter in! God is your home!”
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