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Samuel F. Smith·Modern
Verse 1
To-day the Saviour calls:
Ye wanderers, come;
O ye benighted souls,
Why longer roam?
Verse 2
To-day the Saviour calls:
O listen now;
Within these sacred walls
To Jesus bow.
Verse 3
To-day the Saviour calls:
For refuge fly;
The storm of vengeance falls,
Ruin is nigh.
Verse 4
The Spirit calls to-day:
Yield to His power;
O grieve Him not away,
’Tis mercy’s hour.
Presbyterian 1895 No. 454 · 6.4.6.4. · (To-day)
Horatius Bonar·Modern
Verse 1
“Yet there is room:” the Lamb’s bright hall of song,
With its fair glory, beckons thee along:
Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.
Verse 2
Day is declining, and the sun is low;
The shadows lengthen, light makes haste to go:
Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.
Verse 3
The bridal hall is filling for the feast;
Pass in, pass in, and be the Bridegroom’s guest:
Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.
Verse 4
It fills, it fills, that hall of jubilee!
Make haste, make haste; ’tis not too full for thee:
Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.
Verse 5
Yet there is room: still open stands the gate,
The gate of love; it is not yet too late:
Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.
Verse 6
O enter in; that banquet is for thee;
That cup of everlasting joy is free:
Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.
Verse 7
All heaven is there, all joy! Go in, go in;
The angels beckon thee the prize to win:
Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.
Verse 8
Louder and sweeter sounds the loving call;
Come, lingerer, come; enter that festal hall:
Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.
Verse 9
Ere night that gate may close, and seal thy doom;
Then the last low, long cry, “No room, no room!”
No room, no room! O woeful cry, “No room!”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 456 · 10.10.10. · Cantus
Samuel F. Smith·Modern
Verse 1
To-day the Saviour calls:
Ye wanderers, come;
O ye benighted souls,
Why longer roam?
Verse 2
To-day the Saviour calls:
O listen now;
Within these sacred walls
To Jesus bow.
Verse 3
To-day the Saviour calls:
For refuge fly;
The storm of vengeance falls,
Ruin is nigh.
Verse 4
The Spirit calls to-day:
Yield to His power;
O grieve Him not away,
’Tis mercy’s hour.
Samuel F. Smith, “To-Day the Saviour Calls”
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 630 · 6.4.6.4. · (To-day)