O, guilty one, haste
To the city of refuge,
Where mercy awaits thee,
So boundless and free;
O, haste with thy bur­den
Of sin and of sorrow;
Thy loving Re­deem­er
Is waiting for thee.

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O fly to the refuge!
To the refuge sure and free;
With thy sin and sorrow;
Jesus waits for thee.

O, guilty one, haste!
For the day beams are fading,
Afar on the desert;
Say, why wilt thou roam?
The arms of the Sav­ior
Will gladly enfold thee;
He longs with forgiveness
To welcome thee home.

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O, weary one, haste!
For the night clouds pursue thee;
How darkly they frown
On the cold mountain’s brow;
The voice of the tempest
Is wailing around thee,
And none but the Sav­ior
Can shelter thee now.

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