J. M. Wigner
COME to the Saviour now!
He gently calleth thee;
In true repentance bow,
Before Him bend the knee:
He waiteth to bestow
Salvation, peace, and love,
True joy on earth below,
A home in heaven above.
2
Come to the Saviour now!
Gaze on that cleansing tide―
Water and blood that flow
Forth from His wounded side.
Hark to the suffering One:
“’Tis finished!” now He cries:
Redemption’s work is done,
Then bows His head and dies.
3
Come to the Saviour now!
He suffered all for thee;
And in His merits thou
Hast an unfailing plea:
No vain excuses frame,
For feelings do not stay;
None who to Jesus came
Were ever sent away.
4
Come to the Saviour, all!
Whate’er your burdens be;
Hear now His loving call
“Cast all your care on Me.”
Come, and for every grief
In Jesus you will find
A sure and safe relief,
A loving Friend and kind.
