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Verse 1

There’s a wideness in God’s mercy,
Like the wideness of the sea;
There’s a kindness in his justice,
Which is more than liberty.

Refrain

He is calling, “Come to me;”
Lord, I’ll gladly haste to thee.

Verse 2

There’s no place where earthly sorrows
Are more felt than up in heaven;
There’s no place where earthly failings
Have such kindly judgment given.

Verse 3

For the love of God is broader
Than the measure of man’s mind,
And the heart of the Eternal
Is most wonderfully kind.

Verse 4

But we make his love too narrow,
By false limits of our own;
And we magnify his strictness
With a zeal he will not own.

Verse 5

Pining souls, come nearer Jesus;
Come, but come not doubting thus;
Come with faith that trusts more freely
His great tenderness for us.

Verse 6

If our love were but more simple,
We should take him at his word;
And our lives would be all sunshine
In the sweetness of our Lord.

Verse 1

There’s a wideness in God’s mercy,
Like the wideness of the sea;
There’s a kindness in his justice,
Which is more than liberty.

Refrain

He is calling, “Come to me;”
Lord, I’ll gladly haste to thee.

Verse 2

There’s no place where earthly sorrows
Are more felt than up in heaven;
There’s no place where earthly failings
Have such kindly judgment given.

Verse 3

For the love of God is broader
Than the measure of man’s mind,
And the heart of the Eternal
Is most wonderfully kind.

Verse 4

But we make his love too narrow,
By false limits of our own;
And we magnify his strictness
With a zeal he will not own.

Verse 5

Pining souls, come nearer Jesus;
Come, but come not doubting thus;
Come with faith that trusts more freely
His great tenderness for us.

Verse 6

If our love were but more simple,
We should take him at his word;
And our lives would be all sunshine
In the sweetness of our Lord.

Verse 1

The pity of the Lord,
To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.

Verse 2

He knows we are but dust,
Scattered with ev’ry breath;
His anger, like a rising wind,
Can send us swift to death.

Verse 3

Our days are as the grass,
Or like the morning flow’r;
If one sharp blast sweep o’er the field,
It withers in an hour.

Verse 4

But thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure;
And children’s children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.

Verse 1

O thou, the contrite sinner’s Friend,
Who loving, lov’st them to the end,
On this alone my hopes depend
That thou wilt plead for me.

Refrain

O Savior, plead for me,
O Savior, plead for me,
On this alone my hopes depend
That thou wilt plead for me.

Verse 2

When weary in the Christian race,
Far off appears my resting place,
And, fainting, I mistrust thy grace,
Then, Savior, plead for me.

Verse 3

When I have erred and gone astray,
Afar from thine and wisdom’s way,
And see no glimmering, guiding ray,
Still, Savior, plead for me.

Verse 4

When Satan, by my sins made bold,
Strives from thy cross to loose my hold,
Then with thy pitying arms enfold,
And plead, oh, plead for me!

Verse 5

And when my dying hour draws near,
Darkened with anguish, guilt and fear,
Then to my fainting sight appear,
Pleading in heaven for me.

Verse 1

He knows the bitter, weary way,
The endless striving day by day,
The souls that weep, the souls that pray--
He knows it all.

Refrain

He knows it all,
The bitter, weary way;
O souls that weep, O souls that pray,
He knows it all.

Verse 2

He knows how hard the fight has been,
The clouds that come our lives between,
The wounds the world has never seen--
He knows it all.

Verse 3

He knows, when, faint and worn, we sink,
How deep the pain, how near the brink
Of dark despair we pause and shrink--
He knows it all.

Verse 4

He knows! oh, thought so full of bliss!
For though on earth our joys we miss.
We still can bear it, feeling this--
He knows it all.

Verse 1

Cast thy burden on the Lord,
And he will sustain thee, and strengthen thee, and comfort thee;
He will sustain thee, and comfort thee;
He will sustain thee, he will comfort thee;
Cast thy burden on the Lord!

Verse 1

How tender is thy hand,
Oh, thou beloved Lord!
Afflictions come at thy command,
And leave us at thy word.

Verse 2

How gentle was the rod
That chastened us for sin!
How soon we found a smiling God,
Where deep distress had been!

Verse 3

A Father’s hand we felt,
A Father’s heart we knew;
With tears of penitence we knelt,
And found his word was true.

Verse 4

We told him all our grief,
We thought of Jesus’ love;
A sense of pardon brought relief,
And bade our pains remove.

Verse 1

There’s a wideness in God’s mercy,
Like the wideness of the sea;
There’s a kindness in his justice,
Which is more than liberty.

Refrain

He is calling, “Come to me;”
Lord, I’ll gladly haste to thee.

Verse 2

There’s no place where earthly sorrows
Are more felt than up in heaven;
There’s no place where earthly failings
Have such kindly judgment given.

Verse 3

For the love of God is broader
Than the measure of man’s mind,
And the heart of the Eternal
Is most wonderfully kind.

Verse 4

But we make his love too narrow,
By false limits of our own;
And we magnify his strictness
With a zeal he will not own.

Verse 5

Pining souls, come nearer Jesus;
Come, but come not doubting thus;
Come with faith that trusts more freely
His great tenderness for us.

Verse 6

If our love were but more simple,
We should take him at his word;
And our lives would be all sunshine
In the sweetness of our Lord.