1 O come to the merciful Savior who calls you,
O come to the Lord who forgives and forgets;
Though dark be the fortune on earth that befalls you,
There's a bright home above where the sun never sets.
2 O come then to Jesus, whose arms are extended
To fold His dear children in closest embrace;
O come, for your exile will shortly be ended,
And Jesus will show you His beautiful face.
3 Yes, come to the Savior, whose mercy grows brighter
The longer you look at the depths of His love;
And fear not! ’tis Jesus, and life’s cares grow lighter
As you think of the home and the glory above.
4 Come, come to His feet, and lay open your story
Of suff'ring and sorrow, of guilt and of shame;
For the pardon of sin is the crown of His glory,
And the joy of our Lord to be true to His name.
|First Line:||O come to the merciful Savior who calls you|
|Title:||O Come to the Merciful Savior|
|Author:||Frederick W. Faber, ca. 1850|
|Topic:||The Christian Life: Call and Repentance|