Scripture Verse

Yet there is room. Luke 14:22


Words: John H. Kurz­en­kna­be, Sow­ing and Reap­ing (Har­ris­burg, Penn­syl­van­ia: J. H. Kurz­en­kna­be & Sons, 1889), num­ber 153.

Music: John E. Kurz­en­kna­be (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Coming to the Sav­ior’s cross,
Hallowed cross, sav­ing cross;
Poor and needy, sin-sick, blind,
Bring thy bur­dens; thou shalt find
Here a true and ten­der friend,
At the sav­ing cross.


Hear the in­vi­ta­tion—Come!
Why in sin yet long­er roam?
Hasten, sin­ner, hith­er come,
While yet there’s room.

Coming to the Sav­ior’s blood,
Crimson blood, sav­ing blood;
Precious fount that flows for thee
From the cross of Cal­va­ry;
Have a cleans­ing full and free,
In the sav­ing blood.


Coming to the Sav­ior’s love,
Wondrous love, sav­ing love;
Arms are open to re­ceive
All thy sins He will for­give
If thou only canst be­lieve
In that sav­ing love.


Coming to the Sav­ior’s home,
Blessèd home, eter­nal home;
Friends and loved ones there we’ll see,
Crowns and palms of vic­to­ry;
Safe through all eter­ni­ty,
In that bless­èd home.