When the tide of sin
comes to wash me away,
and the pain of it all
threatens my day,
You are the rock under my feet,
the gentle whisper in my ear.

When no one cared who I was
or saw what I was needing,
as I stood in the rain
blind and bleeding,
Your gentle arms enfolded me,
I heard your voice so clear.

Come to me child, rest in me.
I will give you all you need,
just place your trust in me,
have faith as a mustard seed.

As I look back over my life
my path that was never straight,
sometimes the choices I made
I thought were made too late,
You turned it into your glory,
my weakness, your reserve.

Would I pray to move
the mountain that's in my way,
or to move the river of busy
that takes all my time each day,
To bring back to you the honor
that you so richly deserve.

Come to me child, rest in me,
I will give you all you need.
Just place your trust in me,
have faith as a mustard seed.

He walked this earth looking,
for those who would believe,
He was looking for those whose
pain only He could relieve.

He made the mustard seed,
so small it could hardly be seen,
but when sown would grow tall
and shade birds in its leaves.

He created, He loved, He died,
He rose again for all.
To complete the promise He gave
to us He gives the call,

Come to me child, rest in me,
I will give you all you need.
Just place your trust in me,
have faith as a mustard seed.