BROKEN-HEARTED, weep no more!
     Hear what comfort, He hath spoken,
Smoking flax, who ne'er hath quenched,
     Bruiséd reed, who ne'er hath broken,--
        "Ye who wander here, below,
        "Heavy laden, as you go,
        "Come, with grief, with sin, oppressed,
        "Come to me, and be at rest."

Lamb of Jesu's blood-bought flock,
     Brought again, from sin and straying,
Hear the Shepherd's gentle voice,--
     'Tis a true and faithful saying;--
        "Greater love, bow can there be,
        "Than to yield up life, for thee
        "Bought with pang, and tear, and sigh,
        "Turn and live! why will ye die?"

Broken-hearted, weep no more!
     Far, from consolation, flying:
He, who calls, hath felt thy wound,
     Seen thy weeping, heard thy sighing;
        "Bring thy broken heart, to me,
        "Welcome offering, it shall be,
        "Streaming tears, and bursting sighs;
        "Mine accepted sacrifice!

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