Ah, Poor Sinner, Think Of Calv’ry,
Of The One Who Suffered There;
Do You Know He Died In Mercy,
All Your Load Of Guilt To Bear?

Sinner, Oh Behold His Passion,
It Will Melt Thy Heart Of Stone;
Come, Receive His Great Salvation,
Meekly Bow, Thy Savior Own.

Jesus-Oh, That Name So Precious!-
“Tasted Death For Every Man,”
And His Blood Will Purge Thy Conscience
From The Deepest Crimson Stain.

Not Compelled, But Love So Willing,
Took Our Sins And Died Instead;
From His Tomb A Life Is Springing
That Will Raise Thee From The Dead.

There He Bled And Died, An Off’ring
For The World Of Sinners Lost;
Oh, What Pangs His Visage Marring!
Sinner, This Thy Soul Has Cost.

Oh, The Wonder And Amazement,
That A Creature, Human Formed,
Can Behold The Lamb’s Atonement,
And Not Bow, By Love Disarmed.

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