Come Unto Me

COME UNTO ME

SCRIPTURE: Mat 11:28 Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.

Mat 11:29 Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.

Mat 11:30 For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.

I. THE INVITATION.

Mat 11:28 Come unto me

Just as I am without one plea

But that Thy blood was shed for me

And that Thou bidd’st me come to Thee

O Lamb of God I come I come.

Just as I am Thou wilt receive

Wilt welcome pardon cleanse relieve

Because Thy promise I believe

O Lamb of God I come I come.

II. THOSE TO WHOM THE INVITATION IS GIVEN.

Mat 11:28 Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden

1. Those laden with financial burdens.

2. Those laden with physical burdens.

3. Those laden with emotional burdens.

4. Those laden with sorrow and grief.

5. Those laden with the guilt of sin.

III. THE PROMISE ATTACHED TO THE INVITATION.

Mat 11:28 Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.

1. Peace of mind.

2. Rest of heart.

Illst. As I was writing the end of my sermon yesterday, the telephone rang and a student said, "Last night my child died." What could I say to him? I will say to him what I would say to anyone. It’s captured in this gospel song: When darkness veils his lovely face, I rest on his unchanging grace; when all around my soul gives way, he then is all my hope and stay. -- John Hannah

Horatio G. Spafford, a successful Chicago lawyer, lost most of his wealth in the financial crisis of 1873. He sent his wife and four daughters on a trip to France, but on their way, their ship was struck by another, and sank. Of 225 passengers, only 87 of them survived.

Mrs. Spafford was among the survivors, but the four daughters perished. As soon as she reached land, she telegraphed to her husband: "Saved alone. Children lost. What shall I do?"

Spafford left for France to join his wife and return her to Chicago. In the depth of this bereavement, he wrote his only hymn: It is Well With My Soul. Perhaps the words of the first stanza will take on new meaning for you, as you ponder them:

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,

When sorrow like sea billows roll;

Whatever my lot,

Thou hast taught me to say,

"It is well, it is well with my soul."