"COME UNTO ME"

"My yoke is easy, and my burden light;Come unto me, ye heavy-laden. Yea,Ye shall have rest." What more could Jesus say?How could he offer to the traveler's sightA sweeter prospect, fuller hope—with fright,Frustration, weariness, all washed awayIn the rich promise of a nobler dayUntouched by the mirage of time or blight.

"Come unto me." So speaks the Christ; and soAre mankind summoned to the Father's arms.With the Son's guidance in their journeyings,How glad each step! What comfort thus to knowThe brazen falseness of the world's alarms,The peace God's glorious omnipresence brings.

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