Jesus is waiting to welcome the weary,
Worn with the world’s fruitless striving for peace;
Tired with a night-watch that knoweth no morning,
Sick with a heartache that earth cannot ease.
Jesus is seeking; Jesus is calling;
Will you not come to Him now?
Jesus is knocking; Jesus is waiting,
Waiting to save you now.
Jesus is waiting, He standeth and knocketh,
Calling in love unto each one oppressed?
“Come unto Me, sinner, weary and laden;
I will receive you and give you My rest.
“Will you not come? you need no preparation;
Stay not to think, but come just as you are.
Bring nothing with you, for love giveth freely,
Peace?perfect peace—that no sorrow can mar.
“O, I am yearning to see you unburdened;
Death did I suffer that you might be free.
Will you not come, and by life consecration,
Try to win others, and bring them to Me?”