Sunday, March 30, 2014

sunday song

  • Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched,
    Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
    Jesus ready waits to save you,
    Full of pity, love and pow’r:
    He is able, He is able,
    He is willing, doubt no more.
  • Come, ye needy, come and welcome;
    God’s free bounty glorify;
    True belief and true repentance,
    Every grace that brings us nigh,
    Without money, without money,
    Come to Jesus Christ and buy.
  • Let not conscience make you linger,
    Nor of fitness fondly dream;
    All the fitness He requireth
    Is to feel your need of Him:
    This He gives you, this He gives you,
    ’Tis the Spirit’s rising beam.
  • Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
    Lost and ruined by the fall;
    If you tarry till you’re better,
    You will never come at all:
    Not the righteous, not the righteous,
    Sinners Jesus came to call.
  • Agonizing in the garden,
    Your Redeemer prostrate lies;
    On the bloody tree behold Him!
    Hear Him cry, before He dies,
    “It is finished!” “It is finished!“
    Sinner, will not this suffice?
  • Lo! th’ incarnate God, ascended,
    Pleads the merit of His blood;
    Venture on Him, venture wholly;
    Let no other trust intrude:
    None but Jesus, none but Jesus,
    Can do helpless sinners good.

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