Verse 1
Just as thou art--without one trace
Of love, or joy, or inward grace,--
Or meekness for the heav’nly place,--
Oh, guilty sinner! come,--now come.
Verse 2
Thy sins I bore on Calvary’s tree;
The stripes, thy due, were laid on me,
That peace and pardon might be free;--
Oh, wretched sinner! come,--now come.
Verse 3
Burdened with guilt, would’st thou be blessed?
Trust not the world; it gives no rest;
I bring relief to hearts oppressed;--
Oh, weary sinner! come,--now come.
Verse 4
Come, hither bring thy boding fears,
Thy aching heart, thy bursting tears;
’Tis mercy’s voice salutes thine ears;--
Oh, trembling sinner! come,--now come.
Verse 5
“The Spirit and the Bride say, Come!”
Rejoicing saints re-echo, “Come!”
Who faints, who thirsts, who will, may come;
Thy Savior bids thee come,--now come.