Come, enter my rest, bids the Love of the Lord,
To illumine the path he sent us his Word.
His yoke is of silk, his load as the air;
Cast on me all your trouble, give me all your care.
All who seek will sure find, all who ask shall receive;
He grants the petition of all who believe.
Those who trust in his word and faith with it wed,
Without doubt in their heart shall have what is said.
Prayer offered in faith, like incense he savors,
He waits from on high to show forth his favor.
The glory of God, the heavens declare;
With us, beloved children, his glory he shares.
Mansions sublime in a kingdom divine,
The Faithful has promised; I claim it as mine!
Your inheritance is sure. Fear not! says the Lamb,
Yesterday, today and forever, I AM!