Matthew 11:29-30

• [Mat 11:29] Come Unto Me (peterson)

  O weary one, weighed down by care, Come unto Me and rest. Cast all your burdens at My feet, And you will be refreshed. Come unto Me, come unto Me, For I am meek in heart. Take up My yoke and learn from Me, And let your cares depart. Come claim My strength, you faint in heart And you who have no might. I am the everlasting God; Through Me you can take flight. Mount up, mount up on eagles’ wings, Soar upward to the sky. Draw from My reservoir of power, A limitless supply. I am the Vine, you’re just a branch; You must remain in Me. Apart from Me you’ll bear no fruit; Your life will empty be. Remain in Me, remain in Me, And I’ll remain in you. By this will God be glorified; You’ll be My follower true. And never tire of doing good; Someday there’ll be reward. For at the proper time you’ll reap A harvest for your Lord. So don’t give up, don’t e’er give up, Do good to all mankind. Especially love God’s family and Eternal life you’ll find.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 11:29] God’s Glory Is A Wondrous Thing

  God’s glory is a wondrous thing, Most strange in all its ways; And, of all things on earth, least like What men agree to praise. Workman of God, O lose not heart, But learn what God is like! And, in the darkest battlefield, Thou shalt know where to strike. O blest is he to whom is given The instinct that can tell That God is on the field when He Is most invisible! Blest too is he who can divine Where real right doth lie, And dares to take the side that seems Wrong to man’s blindfold eye. For right is right, since God is God; And right the day must win; To doubt would be disloyalty, To falter would be sin.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 11:29] Jesu, Meek And Lowly

  Jesu, meek and lowly, Savior, pure and holy, On Thy love relying Hear me humbly crying. Prince of life and power, My salvation’s tower, On the cross I view Thee Calling sinners to Thee. There behold me gazing At the sight amazing; Bending low before Thee, Helpless I adore Thee. By Thy red wounds streaming, With Thy life blood gleaming, Blood for sinners flowing Pardon free bestowing; By that fount of blessing, Thy dear love expressing, All my aching sadness Turn Thou into gladness. Lord, in mercy guide me, Be Thou e’er beside me; In Thy ways direct me; ’Neath Thy wings protect me.

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• [Mat 11:29] Jesus, Meek And Gentle

  Jesus, meek and gentle, Son of God most high, Gracious, loving Savior, Hear Thy children’s cry. Pardon our offenses, Loose our captive chains, Break down every idol Which our soul detains. Give us holy freedom, Fill our hearts with love; Draw us, holy Jesus, To the realms above. Lead us on our journey, Be Thyself the way Through our earthly darkness To the heavenly day. Jesus, meek and gentle, Son of God most high, Gracious, loving Savior, Hear Thy children’s cry. Hear Thy children’s cry.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 11:29] Welcome Here

  Come, join our throng today, Come children, come to Sabbath School; We learn to sing and pray, Our rule the golden rule. Refrain Oh, welcome here, This bright and holy Sabbath day, Come join us in a song, This holy Sabbath day. Come, join with us to read The Bible, Word of God to man; Its lessons all we’ll need, They teach salvation’s plan. Refrain Come, wand’rer, join us here, The Master, too, is calling thee; Oh heed your Savior dear, He says, “Come learn of Me.” Refrain

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• [Mat 11:30] Help Us, O Lord, Thy Yoke To Wear

  Help us, O Lord, Thy yoke to wear, Delighting in Thy perfect will; Each other’s burden learn to bear, And thus Thy law of love fulfill. He that hath pity on the poor Lendeth his substance to the Lord; And lo! his recompense is sure, For more than all shall be restored. Who sparingly his seed bestows, He sparingly shall also reap; But whoso plentifully sows, Thy plenteous sheaves his hand shall heap. Teach us, with glad, ungrudging heart, As Thou hast blest our various store, From our abundance to impart A liberal portion to the poor. To Thee our all devoted be, In whom we breathe and move and live; Freely we have received from Thee; Freely may we rejoice to give. And while we thus obey Thy Word, And every call of want relieve, Oh! may we find it, gracious Lord, More blessed to give than to receive.

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  source: Cyberhymnal