Verse 1
Master, come, no more delay,
From thine own no longer stay,
Whom thou lov’st is sick of pride,
Sick, for whom thyself hast died.

Verse 2
See the soul whose fall we weep,
Come, and wake him out of sleep,
Lull’d in self-security,
Halting ’twixt the world and thee.

Verse 3
Hear our faith’s effectual prayer,
Snatch him from the fatal snare,
Now thy ready help supply,
Come, before our brother die.

Verse 4
Ask, (thyself hast said) and have:
Save him then, in mercy save,
Grant the grace for him we claim,
Life we ask in Jesus’ name.

Verse 5
Jesu, call to mind thy word,
Give him to our faith restor’d,
Freely his backslidings heal,
On his heart his pardon seal.

Verse 6
Make him as the troubled sea,
’Till he find his rest in thee,
Bind, and then his soul release,
Bid him then depart in peace.