Sometimes it seems a cruel joke Christ’s promise of an easy yoke The cross we must bear Feels quite far from there Regardless of words He has spoke
Yet this is the truth He evoke When from this world’s cares I awoke The self I must be Now finds itself free When I’m remade as His bloke!
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
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