Full Lyrics
VERSE 1
O Father Thou art seeking Thy children far and near
We hear Thy sweet voice speaking in accent soft and clear
VERSE 2
We hear Thee speaking to us with nature's myriad tongues
In wood and glen and oceans and glad birds' joyous songs
VERSE 3
And tho' Thy invitation so oft Thy children spurn
And at the children's voices, we recognise Thine own
VERSE 4
Thy arms of love and mercy are open night and day
And at our friend's door knocking we hear thee gently say
CHORUS
Come unto me my children with many cares oppressed
Come unto me ye weary and I will give you rest
Come unto me ye weary, come unto me ye weary
And I will give you rest, will give you rest
