97. The Sinner Invited

1 Sinner, go, will you go
To the highlands of heaven?
Where the storms never blow,
And the long summer’s given
Where the bright blooming flow’rs
Are their odors emitting;
And the leaves of the bow’rs
In the breezes are flitting?

2 Where the saints, robed in white,
Cleansed in life’s flowing fountain,
Shining beauteous and bright,
They inhabit the mountain;
Where no sin, nor dismay,
Neither trouble nor sorrow,
Will be felt for a day,
Nor be feared for the morrow.

3 He’s prepared thee a home—
Sinner, canst thou believe it?
And invites thee to come—
Sinner, wilt thou receive it?
O come, sinner, come,
For the tide is receding,
And the Saviour will soon,
And forever, cease pleading!

Text Information
First Line: Sinner go, will you go
Title: The Sinner Invited
Arranger: Rev. W. McDonald
Refrain First Line: And the leaves of the bow'rs
Publication Date: 1879
Tune Information
Name: [Sinner go, will you go]
Arranger: Rev. W. McDonald


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