| Come unto me Come unto me Lay your burdens at my feet And come unto me What satisfies me Is a broken and contrite heart A broken and contrite heart I will not despise All who are weary and heavy laden Come unto me and find rest For my yoke is easy And my burden is light And I will satisfy you Pressed down Shaken together And running over I will satisfy you If you come unto me With a humble spirit And a contrite heart So leave the world With all its cares and worries Leave the world behind And spend time with me Satisfy me and I in turn Will satisfy you Says the Lord of hosts The God of Abraham Isaac and Jacob Come unto me Come unto me And be filled Why wait When I stand at the door And knock Open wide the door And enter And find peace for your soul Says the Lord of hosts The God of Abraham Isaac and Jacob Open wide the door And be satisfied Open wide the door And be filled |