Scripture Verse

Go out into the highways and hedges, and compel them to come in, that my house may be filled. Luke 14:23


Words: An­na Ship­ton, 1862.

Music: Ship­ton Ira D. San­key, 1876 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Shipton (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Ira D. Sankey (1840–1908)


Call them in—the poor, the wretch­ed,
Sin-stained wan­d’rers from the fold;
Peace and par­don free­ly of­fer;
Can you weigh their worth with gold?
Call them in—the weak, the wea­ry,
Laden with the doom of sin;
Bid them come and rest in Je­sus;
He is wait­ing—Call them in.

Call them in—the Jew, the Gen­tile;
Bid the stran­ger to the feast;
Call them in—the rich, the no­ble,
From the high­est to the least:
Forth the Fa­ther runs to meet them,
He hath all their sor­rows seen;
Robe, and ring, and roy­al san­dals,
Wait the lost ones—Call them in.

Call them in—the mere pro­fess­ors,
Slumbering, sleep­ing, on death’s brink;
Naught of life are they pos­sess­ors,
Yet of safe­ty vain­ly think;
Bring them in—the care­less scof­fers,
Pleasure seek­ers of the earth:
Tell of God’s most pre­cious of­fers,
And of Je­sus’ price­less worth.

Call them in—the brok­en-heart­ed,
Cowering ’neath the brand of shame;
Speak Love’s mes­sage low and ten­der,
’Twas for sin­ners Je­sus came:
See, the sha­dows length­en round us,
Soon the day-dawn will be­gin;
Can you leave them lost and lone­ly?
Christ is com­ing—Call them in.