Come to the Sav­ior 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 Heav’n above.

Come to the Sav­ior 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 to the Sav­ior, 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.