1 Just as thou art, without one trace
Of love, or joy, or inward grace,
Or meetness for the heav'nly place,
O guilty sinner! come, O come!
2 Thy sins I bore on Calvary’s tree;
The stripes, thy due, were laid on Me,
That peace and pardon might be free;
O wretched sinner! come, O come!
3 Burdened with guilt, would'st thou be blessed?
Trust not the world; it gives no rest;
I bring relief to hearts oppressed;
O weary winner! come, O come!
4 Come, leave thy burden at the cross,
Count all thy gains but worthless dross:
My grace repays all earthly loss;
O needy sinner! come, O come!
5 Come, hither bring thy boding fears,
Thy aching heart, thy bursting tears;
’Tis mercy’s voice salutes thine ears;
O trembling sinner! come, O come!
6 "The Spirit and the bride say, Come!"
Rejoicing saints re-echo, "Come!"
Who faints, who thirsts, who will, may come;
Thy Saviour bids thee come, O come!
Amen.
Source: The Hymnal and Order of Service #398