Come [1]

In the brokenness of your tired soul,

Come.

With the shallowness of your weary faith,

Come.

Holding a lacking trust,

Come.

Come to Him.

With my incomplete surrender,

I come.

With an unyielding heart,

I come.

Rights and wrongs uncertain,

Yet,

I come.

I come,

I receive

Your love,

Your embrace,

Your rest.

And I say,

Here I am, Lord.

[1] Mathew 11:28 Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 

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