| 401 |
Art thou weary ? art thou languid,
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| 402 |
Press onward, press onward, and, trusting the Lord,
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| 403 |
Over the thorn and thistle,
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| 404 |
Weary wanderer, stop and listen,
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| 405 |
Come, for all things are ready ! 'Tis a banquet of love ,
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| 406 |
Though your sins are manifold,
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| 407 |
Come, thou weary ! Jesus calls thee,
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| 408 |
Come to Jesus ! come away,
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| 409 |
Look away to Jesus, soul by woe oppressed ,
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| 410 |
Oh, come to the Saviour, believe in His name,
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| 411 |
I've a message from the Lord, Hallelujah ,
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| 412 |
This loving Saviour stands patiently,
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| 413 |
Come to the Saviour, hear His loving voice,
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| 414 |
Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling,
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| 415 |
Ho ! every one that is thirsty in spirit,
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| 416 |
From the cross uplifted high,
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| 417 |
The whole world was lost in the darkness of sin,
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| 418 |
Out on the mountain, sad and forsaken,
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| 419 |
Oh, hear the joyful message,
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| 420 |
Just as thou art, without one trace,
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| 421 |
Wouldst thou, O weary soul, be blest,
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| 422 |
Knocking, knocking, who is there,
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| 423 |
Why perish with cold and with hunger ,
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| 424 |
Come unto Me ! It is the Saviour's voice,
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word, of words the sweetest,
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