This anonymous text based on Matt 11:28 is set to an old Irish tune MISNEACH. I believe it is pronounced MISH-NOCK.
I’m a sucker for slow Irish lament and if you are looking for an alternative to the song by Greg Norbet you could do worse. How can you go past the understatement of “life without you would be lonely”?
1. “Come to me all your who labour; come, and I will give you rest.”
So we hear your invitation to each soul to be your guest;
and we answer with deep longing, while our sinfulness we see,
“Jesus, Lord, I am not worthy, yet in mercy come to me.”
2. Here, among your pilgrim people is the home of your true love,
Where we praise you, Lord and Master, reigning from your throne above;
Life without your would be lonely, so our prayer must ever be:
“Jesus, Lord, I am not worthy, yet in mercy come to me.”
3. All is joy when you are with us, earth can never joy impart
like the peace and holy splendour of your visit to each heart;
All forgotten grief and sorrow, as with trust we make our plea,
“Jesus, Lord, I am not worthy, yet in mercy come to me.”