Come to Me

Verse 1

With tearful eyes I look around; Life seems a dark and stormy sea; Yet, midst the gloom, I hear a sound, A heavenly whisper, "Come to Me."

Verse 2

It tells me of a place of rest; It tells me where my soul may flee: O to the weary, faint, oppressed, How sweet the bidding, "Come to Me."

Verse 3

When the poor heart with anguish learns That earthly props resigned must be, And from each broken cistern turns, It hears the accents, "Come to Me."

Verse 4

When against sin I strive in vain, And cannot from its yoke get free, Sinking beneath the heavy chain, The words arrest me, "Come to Me."

Verse 5

When nature shudders, loath to part From all I love, enjoy, and see; When a faint chill steals o'er my heart, A sweet voice utters, "Come to Me.

Verse 6

"Come, for all else must fail and die; Earth is no resting-place for thee, Heavenward direct thy weeping eye, I am thy Portion; come to Me."

Verse 7

O voice of mercy! voice of love! In conflict, grief, and agony, Support me, cheer me from above, And gently whisper, "Come to Me."

Verse 8

Amen.