| Does each new day seem harder than the last one?
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| Are you weary in well-doing?
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| And if you pray, do the words sounds like a rerun — a cliché?
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| And the constant ache is wearing out your faith
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| Come to me, you tired and heavy-laden
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| Come to me with all your weariness
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| Here with me is where you’ll find your haven
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| And I will give you rest
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| Yes, I will give you rest
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| Are you afraid that you’ve gone too far to come back?
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| Wondering who could love you now
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| You never dreamed you’d fall this far to doubt that
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| You could let it go and live again
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| Well, I can show you how
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| Come to me, you tired and heavy-laden
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| Come to me with all your weariness
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| Here with me is where you’ll find your haven
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| And I will give you rest
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| Yes, I will give you rest
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| All you weary, all you broken
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| Come to me, my arms are open
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| Come to me, and I
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| Yes, I will give you rest |