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Come, Come, Come

by Kathleen Higham

Come, come, come
Well, ok then, I say
When He whispers wisdom
The now becomes today.

I cannot know the future
But in the now I see
All the places I have been
Yet still He calls to me.

Come, come, come
Just lay it down now
So simple to surrender, but
Not understanding the how.

How? Do not burden this
Come, come, come and see
Now is the time my child
Know this, "I set you free."

Come, come, come
My weary heart will sigh
Life is racing frantically
But will not pass me by.

The now may be exhausting
And the how stuns the mind
But when you come, come
My peace you will find.

Come, come, come
Before you came to be
From the first gasping breath
You belonged to Me.

Matthew 11:28 "Come to Me all of you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest."

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