Come, Oh Come, With Thy Broken Heart,
Weary And Worn With Care ;
Come And Kneel At The Open Door,
Jesus Is Waiting There
Waiting To Heal Thy Wounded Soul,
Waiting To Give Thee Rest
Why Wilt Thou Walk Where Shadows Fall ?
Come To His Loving Breast !

Firmly Cling To The Blessed Cross,
There Shall Thy Refuge Be ;
Wash Thee Now In The Crimson Fount,
Flowing So Pure For Thee
List To The Gentle, Warning Voice !
List To The Earnest Call !
Leave At The Cross Thy Burden Now
Jesus Will Bear It All.

Come And Taste Of The Precious Feast,
Feast Of Eternal Love ;
Think Of Joys That For Ever Bloom,
Bright In The Life Above
Come With A Trusting Heart To God,
Come And Be Saved By Grace;
Come, For He Longs To Clasp Thee Now
Close In His Dear Embrace.