Hark ! There Comes A Whisper,
Stealing On Thine Ear ;
‘Tis The Saviour Calling,
Soft, Soft And Clear.

Give Thy Heart To Me,
Once I Died For Thee ;
Hark ! Hark ! Thy Saviour Calls:
Come, Sinner, Come

With That Voice So Gentle,
Dost Thou Hear Him Say ?
Tell Me All Thy Sorrows ;
Come, Come Away !

Wouldst Thou Find A Refuge
For Thy Soul Oppressed ?
Jesus Kindly Answers,
I Am Thy Rest.

At The Cross Of Jesus
Let Thy Burden Fall ;
While He Gently Whispers,
I’ll Bear It All.