Thy Saviour calls! oh, come and see
What things He hath prepared for thee!
Life, love, and joy, from God on high,
B> Christ Himself to thee brought nigh.
'* Him that cometh, him that cometh, him that cometh to Me,
1 will in no wise, I will in no wise, I will in no wise cast out."
Thy Saviour calls! oh, can it be heed?
That call has no sweet charm for thee?
Wilt thou not turn and give Him
Wilt thou not think while He doth plead?
'* Him that cometh, him that cometh, him that cometh to Me,
1 will in no wise, I will in no wise, I will in no wise cast out."
Thy Saviour calls! He knows thy sin;
But trust Him now, He'll enter in:
And He thy heart will purify,
And every needed grace supply.
'* Him that cometh, him that cometh, him that cometh to Me,
1 will in no wise, I will in no wise, I will in no wise cast out."