1 Lost one, the Saviour calls,
“Come unto me;”
Come, ere life’s twilight falls,
Jesus entreateth thee.
See, at the throne of God
Waiteth the King.
Pleading His precious blood,
Priceless offering!

Refrain:
Lost one, hasten now!
To Jesus go!
“Tho’ thy sins be scarlet,
They shall be white as snow.”

2 No other offering
Thy need can meet;
To Christ thy soul must cling,
He is God’s “Mercy Seat.”
Bought by His precious blood,
Thou mayst be free;
Cleansed in that crimson flood,
Saved eternally. [Refrain]

3 Paid is thy ransom price,
O captive, see!
Not gold, but blood of Christ
Hath fully purchased thee.
Step into freedom now,
Cast off thy chains,
Till of thy bondage dark
Not a spot remains. [Refrain]