Come, ye Sinners, Poor and Wretched

Come, ye sin-ners, poor and wretch-ed, Weak and wound-ed, sick and sore; Je-sus read-y stands to save you, Full of pi-ty joined with power: He is a-ble, He is a-ble, He is a-ble, He is will-ing; doubt no more. Come, ye need-y, come and wel-come, God's free boun-ty, glor-i-fy; True be-lief and true re-pen-tance, Ev-ery grace that brings you nigh. With-out mo-ney, with-out mo-ney, with-out mo-ney, Come to Je-sus Christ and buy. Come, ye wea-ry, hea-vy la-den, Bruised and bro-ken by the fall; If you tar-ry till you're bet-ter, You will ne-ver come at all: Not the right-eous, not the right-eous, not the right-eous, Sin-ners Je-sus came to call. Let not con-science make you ling-er, Nor of fit-ness fond-ly dream; All the fit-ness He re-quir-eth Is to feel your need of Him; This He gives you, this He gives you, this He gives you; 'Tis the Spi-rit's ris-ing beam. Lo! th' in-car-nate God, as-cend-ed, Pleads the mer-it of His blood; Ven-ture on Him, ven-ture whol-ly, Let no o-ther trust in-trude. None but Je-sus, none but Je-sus, none but Je-sus, Can do help-less sin-ners good.