1 Ho! ev'ry one that thirsts, draw nigh,
('Tis God invites the fallen race)
Mercy, and free salvation buy,
Buy wine and milk, and gospel-grace.

2 Come to the living waters, come,
Sinners, obey your maker's call,
Return, ye weary wand'rers, home,
And fin my grace reach'd out to all.

3 See, from the rock a fountain rise!
For you in healing streams it rolls;
Money you need not bring, nor price,
Ye lab'ring, burthen'd, sin-sick souls.

4 Nothing ye in exchange shall give;
Leave all you have, and are, behind;
Frankly the gift of God receive,
Pardon, and peace, in Jesus find.
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