Come, Ye Sinners, Poor And Needy (With Chorus)

Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,
weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
full of pity, love, and pow'r.

Chorus:
I will arise and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in His arms;
In the arms of my dear Saviour,
O there are ten thousand charms.

Come, ye needy, come, and welcome,
God's free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
every grace that brings you nigh.

Let not conscience make you linger,
nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness He requireth
is to feel your need of Him.

Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
lost and ruined by the fall;
If you wait until you're better,
you will never come at all.

View Him prostrate in the garden;
On the ground your Maker lies.
On the awful tree behold Him;
Hear Him cry before He dies!

Lo! Th'incarnate God ascended,
pleads the merit of His blood:
Venture on Him, venture wholly;
Let no other trust intrude.