Come, Ye Sinners, Poor and Needy

open hymnal in the sunshine

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 willing, doubt no more.

Now, ye needy, come and welcome,
God’s free bounty glorify:
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you night,
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;
‘Tis the Spirit’s glimmering beam.

Come, ye weary, heavy-laden,
Bruised and mangled by the fall;
If you tarry till you’re better,
You will never come at all:
Not the righteous,
Sinners, Jesus came to call.

Agonizing in the garden,
Lo! your Maker prostrate lies!
On the bloody tree behold Him!
Hear Him cry before He dies,
“It is finished!”
Sinners, will not this suffice?

Lo! the incarnate God ascending,
Pleads the merit of His blood;
Venture on Him, venture freely,
Let no other trust intrude:
None but Jesus
Can do helpless sinners good.

Saints and angels, joined in concert,
Sing the praises of the Lord,
While the blissful seats of heaven
Sweetly echo with His name:
Sinners here may do the same.

Joseph Hart

Copied from my grandmother’s hymnal, Hymn Book, Methodist Episcopal Church, South: Nashville, TN, 1901, Hymn #273.

Note: The hymns in this hymnal are not titled. So when I do not know the hymn, I make up a title or simply use the first line.

Photo taken in Milton, FL, 2018

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