I can see it in their faces
I can read it in their eye
Sin has left the traces
Of its bitter lies

Running everywhere in all directions
Trying just some peace to find
And the answers to the questions
They have on their minds

Chorus:
And He calls…
Saying, Come unto Me
Ye who labor and are burdened down
Can you hear him knocking at the door?
I am meek…
I am lowly, oh, come to Me
Come I am the Way
You will find the rest you’re looking for

Well some are disillusioned
Some are overcome with sin
Some they grew, but withered
Blowin in the wind
Some, they stopped believing
And others never could
And some, they just grew weary
In their doing good

And He calls…
Saying, Come unto Me
Ye who labor and are burdened down
Can you hear him knocking at the door?
I am meek…
I am lowly, oh, come to Me
Come I am the Way
You will find the rest you’re looking for