Thus spoke the Saviour of the world
and raised his eyes to heav'n:
To thee, O Father! Lord of all,
eternal praise be giv'n.
Thou to the pure and lowly heart
hast heav'nly truth revealed;
Which from the self-conceited mind
thy wisdom hath concealed.
Ev'n so! thou, Father, hast ordained
thy high decree to stand;
Nor men nor angels may presume
the reason to demand.
Thou only know'st the Son: from thee
my kingdom I receive;
And none the Father know but they
who in the Son believe.
Come then to me, all ye who groan,
with guilt and fears opprest;
Resign to me the willing heart,
and I will give you rest.
Take up my yoke, and learn of me
the meek and lowly mind;
And thus your weary troubled souls
repose and peace shall find.
For light and gentle is my yoke;
the burden I impose
Shall ease the heart, which groaned before
beneath a load of woes.