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Hymn 127

 Christ's invitation to sinners, or, Humility and pride.
"Come hither, all ye weary souls, Ye heavy-laden sinners, come; I'll give you rest from all your toils, And raise you to my heav'nly home.
"They shall find rest that learn of me; I'm of a meek and lowly mind; But passion rages like the sea, And pride is restless as the wind.
"Blest is the man whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight; My yoke is easy to his neck My grace shall make the burden light.
" Jesus, we come at thy command; With faith, and hope, and humble zeal, Resign our spirits to thy hand To mold and guide us at thy will.

by Isaac Watts
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