“Call Them In The Poor, The Wretched,
Sin-Stained Wanderers From The Fold ;
Peace And Pardon Freely Offer ;
Can You Weigh Their Worth With Gold ?
Call Them In The Weak, The Weary,
Laden With The Doom Of Sin ;
Bid Them Come And Rest In Jesus ;
He Is Waiting Call Them In.

Call Them In The Jew, The Gentile ;
Bid The Stranger To The Feast ;
“Call Them In The Rich, The Noble,
From The Highest To The Least
Forth The Father Runs To Meet Them,
He Hath All Their Sorrows Seen ;
Robe, And Ring, And Royal Sandals,
Wait The Lost Ones Call Them In.

Call Them In The Little Children,
Tarrying Far Away Away ;
Wait Oh, Wait Not For To-Morrow,
Christ Would Have Them Come Today.
Follow On ! The Lamb Is Leading !
He Has Conquered We Shall Win ;
Bring The Halt And Blind To Jesus ;
He Will Heal Them “Call Them In.

Call Them In The Broken-Hearted,
Cowering ‘Neath The Brand Of Shame ;
Speak Love’s Message, Low And Tender
‘Twas For Sinners Jesus Came
See ! The Shadows Lengthen Round Us,
Soon The Day-Dawn Will Begin;
Can You Leave Them Lost And Lonely ?
Christ Is Coming Call Them In.