“Come unto Me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” 1 O THAT my load of sin were gone! O that I could at last submit At Jesu’s feet to lay it down, To lay my soul at Jesu’s feet! 2 When shall mine eyes behold the Lamb, The God of my salvation see? Weary, O Lord, Thou know’st I am; Yet still I cannot come to Thee. 3 Mark the hard travail of my soul, With pity view my labouring breast; O give me faith to make me whole, And speak my misery into rest. 4 Rest