WEARY AND WORN
Come those who are weary and those who are worn,
Come those who are in pain and those who mourn,
Come to His holy temple, come and wend your way,
There be refreshed as in those walls you quietly stay.
Come there gladly rejoicing, come knowing no fear,
Come and feel the presence of Deity so very near,
Lay aside the worldly burdens that weigh you down,
Place upon your face a smile instead of a sad frown.
Come with an open mind, a heart that can really feel,
Come to His house and there begin to slowly heal,
No burden is so heavy, no sorrow to hard to bare,
Come to the temple for relief beyond compare.
Come weary, come sad, come those who are hurt, alone
Come to the temple where God’s pathway is shown,
Onward to heaven where God’s angels sweetly sing,
Cast your burdens away as you learn every sweet thing.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson May 4, 2003