Come to Jesus! come away;
Forsake thy sins, oh, why delay?
His arms are open night and day,
He waits to welcome thee.
Come to Jesus! sin no more,
But on thy bended knees implore,
And knock in faith at mercy’s door,
He’s sure to welcome thee.
Come to Jesus! lift an eye:
There’s prayer in every contrite sigh
And every groan, for God is nigh,
He’ll bow His ear to thee.
Come to Jesus! all is free
Hark! how He calls,
Come unto Me!
I cast none out, I’ll pardon thee.
Oh, thou shalt welcome be.
Come to Jesus! cling to Him,
He’ll keep thee far from paths of sin,
Thou shalt at last the victory win;
And He will welcome thee.
Come to Jesus! do not stand,
The Father draws—’tis His command,
And none shall pluck thee from His hand,
No—that can never be.
Come to Jesus! Lord, I come;
Weary of sin, no more I’d roam,
But with my Savior be at home;
I know He’ll welcome me.