"Come unto me"

CHARLES C. SANDELIN

O THOU that ploddest day by day
Along earth's weary, stony way,
Whose heart is bowed with sorrow, care,
Come, rest—behold Truth's vista fair!

For as with downcast eyes and gaze
Thou seest but the earth, upraise
Thine eyes to holy heights and see
Love's joys and Love fore'er with thee.

Thou knowest not, yet one is near
To lift the veil of care and fear,
To wash thy feet, anoint thy head,
To give thee drink and strengthening bread.

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