O come to the mer­ci­ful Sav­ior who calls you,
O come to the Lord who for­gives and for­gets;
Tho’ dark be the for­tune on earth that be­falls you,
A bright home awaits you whose sun ne­ver sets.

O come then to Je­sus, whose arms are ex­tend­ed
To fold His dear child­ren in clos­est em­brace;
O come, for your ex­ile will short­ly be end­ed,
And Je­sus will show you the light of His face.

Then come to the Sav­ior, whose mer­cy grows bright­er
The long­er you look at the depths of His love;
And fear not, ’tis Je­sus, and life’s cares grow light­er
While think­ing of home and the glo­ry above.