Lyrics:
the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows
Softly come and go
Though the heart be weary,
Sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes love's
home, come home
Ye who are weary come home
Earnestly, tenderly Jesus is calling
Calling, oh sinner come home
Why should we teary when Jesus is
home, come home
Ye who are weary come home
Earnestly, tenderly Jesus is calling
Calling, "O sinner come home"
O for the wonderful love He has
I may get weary, women do get weary
Wearing the same shabby dress
But to one who's weary try a little
Try a little tenderness
Oh, I may be
these weary bones
The best part of any day is
When the job is done
And you're turning for home
There's a letter in the mailbox
From a soldier overseas
Oh dear, I'm getting weary
Of the same show every night
It wouldn't be so hard if you weren't so right
I've gotta talk to you today
Can't keep
We got a fistful of tunes
The saddles and the shoes
The battle weary blues
And every blinding hour falls flat on its face
Or maybe right into
can run and not grow weary,
Always, when I wait for You,
In You I will renew my strength,
I can walk and never faint,
Always, when I wait for You
They don't wanna see me fall
But I never let 'em touch me
At all
Oh, sometimes I get weary
All alone in a faceless crowd
They can't hear me
When
he's tried to lighten up his heavy load.
But his compromises fail him and he ends back on the road.
Oh the traveller he is weary, the travelling man he
When you're weary
When you're down and out
Lay your hands on me
When you're weary
When you're down and out
Lay your hands on me
I count my
buried hatchets
Just bones on the table
Burnholes in the seats and
I feel weary in the weight of these days
I've been down with dogs
I've been low
and say it's time to
Call back, all the birds I sent to
Fly behind her castle walls, and I'm
Weary of the nights I've seen
Inside these empty halls
Wooden
All the weary mothers of the earth will finally rest
We will take their babies in our arms and do our best
When the sun is low upon the field
To love
She may be weary
Women do get weary
Wearin' the same shabby dress
And when she's weary
Try a little tenderness
You know she's waitin'
Just
that I am weary
Your yoke is easy
Your burden is light
And now I sing You songs of praise
But your greatness is beyond me
I know I cannot comprehend
How
Weary blues from waitin'
Well, Lord I've been waitin' too long
These blues have got me cryin'
Oh, sweet mama please come home
The snow falls
way, if I could I'd make stay that way.
And this you will recall in after years,
Though you may weary of this vale of tears -
These days remember,
with guns a blazing
Already he can feel a great relief
Oh, how many travelers get weary
Bearing both their burdens and their scars
Don't you think
All the weary mothers of the
Earth will finally rest
We will take their babies
In our arms and do our best
When the sun is low upon the field
To love
home, come home
Ye who are weary come home
Earnestly, tenderly Jesus is calling
Calling, oh, sinner come home
Why should we tarry when Jesus is
the deep sea say?
It moans, it groans, it splashes and it foams
And it rolls on it's weary way
Oh, please tell me, deep blue sea, is he sleeping
We're weary and tired, our work is all through
But we'll rest at the end of the trail
We'll stand by the fire when there's nothin' to do
When we
When the stone is grown too cold to kneel
In crystal waters I'll be bound
Cold as stone, weary to the sounds upon the wheel
Now be thankful for
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