All who are burdened and seeking respite,
All of the hopeless, wretched, and desperate.
All who are worn out, and feeling oppressed.
Come in and find your rest.
We’ve seen your scars.
As it has captured like, like prison bars.
Bitter and sharp it runs down, runs down your skin.
It doesn’t ease it hides, hides wounds within.
We aren’t deaf we’ve heard, we’ve heard your plight.
As dark as night.
In pain you’ve cried,
That “Hope has died.”
I know that you’re guarded,
I’ve been there before.
Sin is crouched at your door.
Come find your rest.
I’ve traded all of my sin I once counted worth for healed wounds and rebirth.
All who are burdened and seeking respite,
All of the hopeless, wretched, and desperate.
All who are worn out, and feeling oppressed.
Come in and find your rest.
Come in and trade your tears.
All worry and ease your fears.
Your burden is not unknown.
Don’t run friend you’re not alone.
For all confined come be set free.
For all the blind that long to see.
Come and receive the perfect relief.
Come and believe He bore your grief.
Rise up as the war has ceased.
No bondage you have been released.
All who are burdened and seeking respite,
All of the hopeless, wretched, and desperate.
All who are worn out, and feeling oppressed.
Come in and find your rest.
Come in and trade your tears.
All worry and ease your fears.
Your burden is not unknown.
Don’t run friend you’re not alone.
Come all you weak and contrite.
He’ll strengthen and clothe you in white.
