Rest

It is not found in my striving

I cannot ‘figure it all out’

I cannot fix it with schedules

Nor plan my way out

More sleep is not the answer

Quiet will not fix my need

Being alone will never rescue

Me from me

Circumstances calming

The road smoothing out

Grief and pain ending

Losing all my fears and doubts

Even these things will not fix it

Even though these things are good

The problem is inside me

I would fix it if I could

My head is in my hands

My heart longs to fly

Then You kneel down beside me

And gently lift my eyes

And you say...

Come. Just come.

I will lift your burdens

I will bear them on my back

Stop all your schemes and striving

Come let Me fill your lack

Put My yoke upon you

It is easy. It is light

I am a gentle, humble Master

You no longer need to fight

You are trying hard yet failing

But in Me you will succeed

You say ‘I just can’t do this’

But in Me is all you need

Come. Just come.

All who labor, heavy-laden

I will give you rest

Give Me the good you’re doing

To trade it for My best

My best is My perfection

My Holiness is Pure

I have earned and proved it

Your holiness secure

So enjoy this life I’ve given you

Because your joy is found in Me
I am always with you
My rest will set you free