Be

Why doth thou scurry about thy way

troubled in despair

thine unrest hast little peace

thou loaded down with care

Thine heavy load doth weigh thee down

thy labor be not light

the easy way thou hast not known

while sleepless be thy night

Hast thou not heard the Savior's voice

come weary one to me

my burden's light my yoke hath ease

when thou hast learned to be

For He hath said, when thou dost come

and merely learn my ways

the intimate divine repose

gives rest to all thy days