All ye who labor
And who are heavy laden
Come and find refuge
At the foot of the cross
And if you struggle
Beneath the weight of trouble
Remember Jesus
Has already paid the cost

Come to the cross
Where the crimson flows
Come to the place
Where His mercy grows
Come ye weary, wounded
Restless and lost
God is waiting
Come to the cross

Don't be disheartened
When all your skies grow dark
And you can’t remember
How it feels to be free
God is still moving
In His own time
He'll prove that He's always faithful
Even when you can’t see
Come to the cross
Where the crimson flows
Come to the place
Where His mercy grows
Come ye weary, wounded
Restless and lost
God is waiting
Come to the cross

Come to the cross
Where the crimson flows
Come to the place
Where His mercy grows
Come ye weary, wounded
Restless and lost
God is waiting
Come to the cross

Come ye weary, wounded
Restless and lost
God is waiting
God is waiting
Yes, God is waiting
Come to the cross