Weary child come unto me and I will let you rest. Wayward soul that has lost it's way follow me on the path that is straight. You that are thirsty, come and drink from my well. I will fill you will living water that will never run dry. Those who feel for gotten, know that I remember you. Even the Sparrow does not fall from it's nest that I do not see. Come set down your troubles and eat from my table. Let me help you bear your load, come lay your burdens down.