Come To Me

Verse

The dust has settled on the road I’ve walked today,

And the heavy clouds of worry have begun to blow away.

There’s a voice across the water, calling soft and low,

Telling me it’s time to let the heavy burden go.

It’s a holy kind of stillness, it’s a sacred kind of peace,

Where the striving of the spirit finds a beautiful release.

Chorus

He says, "Come to Me," you weary, traveling soul,

I will lift the weight of heaven and I’ll make your spirit whole.

Matthew Eleven-Twenty-Eight—a promise and a plea,

To find a joyful rest beneath the shadow of the tree.

Just breathe it in... the mercy and the light,

For the yoke is very easy and the burden’s very light.

Outro

Rest is holy.

Breathe... just breathe.

A joyful rest...

A joyful rest...