Come unto Him
    Footnotes

    “Come unto Him,” Liahona, June 2016, 12–13

    Come unto Him

    come unto Him

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    I wander through the still of night,

    When solitude is ev’rywhere—

    Alone, beneath the starry light,

    And yet I know that God is there.

    I kneel upon the grass and pray;

    An answer comes without a voice.

    It takes my burden all away

    And makes my aching heart rejoice.

    When I am filled with strong desire

    And ask a boon of Him, I see

    No miracle of living fire,

    But what I ask flows into me.

    And when the tempest rages high

    I feel no arm around me thrust,

    But ev’ry storm goes rolling by

    When I repose in Him my trust.

    It matters now what may befall,

    What threat’ning hand hangs over me;

    He is my rampart through it all,

    My refuge from mine enemy.

    Come unto Him all ye depressed,

    Ye erring souls whose eyes are dim,

    Ye weary ones who long for rest.

    Come unto Him! Come unto Him!