Verse 1
Come all the lost race,
Redeem’d from your fall;
A fountain of grace
Is open’d for all:
Your God’s invitation
Discovers the Stream,
The wells of salvation
Are open’d in Him.
Verse 2
Who seek to be blest,
But labour in vain,
And sigh for the rest
Ye cannot attain,
Come all to the Saviour
Your life-giving Lord,
And find in his favor
Your Eden restor’d.
Verse 3
Poor vagabonds here,
Who shadows pursue,
To Jesus draw near
For happiness true:
Ye all may receive it,
(Good news for the poor)
And when ye believe it,
Your pardon is sure.
Verse 4
Come, taste, and confess
The goodness Divine
The sense of his grace
Is better than wine;
Tis sweeter than honey
The milk of the word,
Tis bought without money
The love of your Lord.
Verse 5
No goodness have ye,
No goodness ye need:
His mercy is free,
Is mercy indeed!
Renounce your own merit,
And buy without price
His grace and his Spirit,
And crown in the skies.
Verse 6
Distracted by thought
And care without end,
Your labour for nought,
Ah, why will ye spend,
Your time of probation
In triffles employ,
In vain expectation
Of fugitive joy?
Verse 7
For pleasure, and praise,
And riches ye pant,
Your wishes possess,
Yet perish for want:
Destroy’d by fruition
Your bliss ye bemoan,
And wail your condition,
Contented with none.
Verse 8
Come just as ye are,
For Jesus invites
Meer sinners to share
Substantial delights:
Ye weary and burthen’d
Who happy woud be,
And wish to be pardon’d,
Come, listen to Me.
Verse 9
Be blest for my sake
With permanent good,
And freely partake
Angelical food,
Be fed by believing
With bread from above,
My nature receiving,
And fill’d with my love.
Verse 10
The ear of your heart
Whoever incline,
To you I impart
My fulness divine,
Your souls by my Spirit
Made meet for the sky,
The life shall inherit
Which never can die.