The Lord said to me, ‘Come to me.’
But I said, ‘I’m not worthy.’
‘Come to me,’ he repeated. And I said, ‘I’m afraid.’
‘Come to me.’ ‘I’m too proud.’
‘Come to me.’ ‘But I’ve no appointment.’
‘Come to me.’ ‘But I can’t afford the time right now.’
‘Come to me.’ With that I fell silent.
Then he said,
‘Come…sit down…take the load off your feet.
‘Sit here as in the shade of a tree.
‘Refresh yourself as at a running stream.
‘Here you will find rest. Here you will find peace.
‘And your yoke will become easy,
and your burden light.’