Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched,

Come in mercy’s gracious hour,

Jesus ready stands to save you,

Full of pity, love and pow'r:

He is able, He is willing; doubt no more.

Come, ye needy, come and welcome,

God's free bounty glorify;

True belief and true repentance,

Every grace that brings you nigh,

Without money, Come to Jesus Christ and buy.

Let not conscience make you linger,

Nor of fitness fondly dream;

All the fitness he requireth

Is to feel your need of him;

This he gives you, 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam.

Come, ye weary, heavy laden,

Lost and ruin’d by the fall;

If you tarry till you're better,

You will never come at all:

Not the righteous, Sinners Jesus came to call.

Lo! The incarnate God, ascended,

Pleads the merit of his blood;

Venture on him, venture wholly,

Let no other trust intrude:

None but Jesus, Can do helpless sinners good.

Saints and angels, join’d in concert

Sing the praises of the Lamb

While the blissful seats of heaven

Sweetly echo with his name:

Hallelujah! Sinners here may sing the same.