When your way grows weary, and your heart grows sore,
When your spirit gets bashed onto distant shore,
When you know in your soul you can’t walk anymore,
Rest in Me.
When your feet get splintered by the road you tread,
When the tasks on your list fill your mind with dread,
When you can’t escape rounding the merry-go-sped,
Rest in Me.

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