1. “Come to Me all ye who labour, come, and I_will give you rest,”
Such, dear Lord,Thine invitation to each soul become Thy guest,
And we answer with deep longing, while our sinfulness we see,
"Jesus, Lord, I am not worthy, yet in pity come to me."
2. Here upon this altar lowly is the home Thou lovest most,
And We own our Lord and Master hidden in the sacred Host;
Life without thee would be lonely, and our hearts still cry to Thee,
"Jesus, Lord, I am not worthy, yet in pity come to me."
3. All is joy when Thou art near us, earth can never bliss impart,
Like the peace and heavenly sweetness of Thy visit to each heart;
All unfelt are grief and sorrow, as with trust we cry to Thee,
"Jesus, Lord, I am not worthy, yet in pity come to me."
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