How I feel
When love so real
Seems so far away

I’m so tired
Weary to my bones

I see you
Hanging on a cross of love
Broken too, I understand
The cost of loving
Of living
Of constantly giving

Grant me rest
And bid me welcome
The cross, though not pleasing
to a wordly eye
Speaks, by and by
Of love stretching through eternity

Remind me
when I’m spent
Beyond myself
That I can rest
I I sit
Beneath Calvary’s tree

The song of forgiveness
Freely given
Bids us welcome
Heals our soul
Fills our heart

With such rejoicing
The love pours forth
To a needy world
Of spent people
Broken people
Needing to heal

The cross beckons
and whispers
“Welcome home”