Not saved are we by trying, From self can come no aid ; 'Tis on the Blood relying, Once for our ransom paid. Come to the Saviour now ! He gently calleth thee ; In true repentance bow, Before Him bend the knee ! He waiteth to bestow Salvation, peace, and love, True joy on earth below, A home in heaven above. Come, come, come.
2. Come to the Saviour now ! Gaze on that cleansing tide--- Water and blood that flow Forth from His wounded side. Hark to the suffering One : " 'Tis finished ! " now He cries ; Redemption's work is done, Then bows His head and dies. Come, come, come.
3. Come to the Saviour now ! He suffered all for thee ; And in His merits thou Hast an unfailing plea : No vain excuses frame, For feelings do not stay ; None who to Jesus came Were ever sent away. Come, come, come.
4. Come to the Saviour now ! Ye who have wandered far, Renew your solemn vow, For His by right you are. Come, like poor wandering sheep Returning to His fold---- His arm will safely keep, His love will ne'er grow cold. Come, come, come.
5. Come to the Saviour, all ! Whate'er your burdens be ; Hear now His loving call----- " Cast all your care on Me." Come, and for every grief In Jesus you will find A sure and safe relief, A loving Friend and kind. Come, come, come.