Come ye sinners, poor and wretched,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore:
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, joined with power:
He is able,
He is willing, doubt no more.

Ho! ye needy, come and welcome,
God’s free bounty glorify:
True belief and true repentance
Every grace that brings us nigh –
Without money
Come to Jesus Christ and buy.

Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream,
All the fitness He requireth
Is to feel your need of Him:
This He gives you,
’Tis the Spirit’s rising beam.

Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Lost and ruined by the fall,
If you tarry till you’re better
You will never come at all!
Not the righteous –
Sinners Jesus came to call.

View Him grovelling in the garden,
Lo! your Maker prostrate lies;
On the rugged tree behold Him,
Hear Him cry before He dies,
“It is finished!”
Sinner, will not this suffice?

Lo! the incarnate God ascended,
Pleads the merits of His blood;
Venture on Him, venture wholly,
Let no other trust intrude;
None but Jesus
Can do helpless sinners good.