Poems (Helen Jenkins)/Come unto Me
"COME UNTO ME."
"Come to me," the Master sayeth;
Who this earnest call obeyeth?
Who, alas! the time delayeth?
Who this earnest call obeyeth?
Who, alas! the time delayeth?
The church is needy of each friend
Of God, as watchmen to defend
The right, the wrong transcend.
Of God, as watchmen to defend
The right, the wrong transcend.
'Tis sweet, dear Jesus, to abide
With Thee; to know we have a guide
Who ne'er forsakes, whate'er betide,—
With Thee; to know we have a guide
Who ne'er forsakes, whate'er betide,—
So near that we may touch the hem
Of shining garments, cling to them,
And find the new Jerusalem,
Of shining garments, cling to them,
And find the new Jerusalem,
Whose sapphire walls a softer glow
Over the darkest paths will throw;
And faithful, trusting souls may go
Over the darkest paths will throw;
And faithful, trusting souls may go
And stand within the holy place;
Or, bending, seek the Father's face
And the outpouring of His grace.
Or, bending, seek the Father's face
And the outpouring of His grace.
The Saviour came to claim His own:
O, never was such kindness shown,
Never was such compassion known!
O, never was such kindness shown,
Never was such compassion known!
And will His children turn away?
O, let us come to Him to-day,
And at His feet an offering lay.
O, let us come to Him to-day,
And at His feet an offering lay.
We know He calls us; yet we fear,
So poor and weak our hearts appear,
Some hidden foe may linger near
So poor and weak our hearts appear,
Some hidden foe may linger near
To lead our feet astray. Dear Lord,
We have the promise in Thy word
Our cry for strength is ever heard.
We have the promise in Thy word
Our cry for strength is ever heard.