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8.5.8.3.

1
Art thou weary, art thou languid,
Art thou sore distressed?
“Come to Me,” saith One, “and, coming,
Be at rest!”

2
Hath He marks to lead me to Him,
If He be my Guide?
In His feet and hands are wound-prints,
And His side.

3
Hath He diadem as Monarch
That His brow adorns?
Yea, a crown in very surety,
But of thorns!

4
If I find Him, if I follow,
What my pathway here?
Many a sorrow, many a labour,
Many a tear.

5
If I still hold closely to Him,
What hath He at last?
Sorrow vanquished, labour ended,
Jordan past.

6
If I ask Him to receive me,
Will He say me nay?
Not till earth and not till heaven
Pass away.

7
Finding, following, keeping, struggling,
Is He sure to bless?
Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs,
Answer: Yes!