Hymn 45 - Come, Ye Sinners, Poor and Needy

Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,

Weak and wounded, sick and sore;

Jesus ready stands to save you,

Full of pity, love, and power;

He is able, He is able,

He is willing- doubt no more.

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 Saviour’s rising beam.

Agonizing in the garden,

Lo, your Saviour prostrate lies!

On the bloody tree behold Him!

Hear Him cry before He dies:

“It is finished, it is finished!”

Sinners, will not this suffice?

Saints and angels, joined in concert,

Sing the praises of the Lamb,

While the blissful seats of heaven

Sweetly echo with His name;

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Sinners here may sing the same.