When my weary body fails me,
And my mind is filled with strife,
When the world is pressing 'round me,
And I cannot deal with life,
When I've taken on the burdens,
Far more than I should share,
I cry with broken spirit,
"Lord, don't others even care?"
In my darkest midnight hours,
I hear You calmly say,
"You must take My yoke upon you.
You must rest within My way."
Then my many cares I gather,
And I lay them at Your feet.
Where I let Your love surround me,
As my every need You meet.