1 Come sinners, to the gospel-feast,
Let every soul be Jesu's guest;
Ye need not one be left behind;
For God hath bidden all mankind.

2 Sent by my Lord, on your I call;
The invitation is to all:
Come all the world; come, sinner, thou?
All things in Christ are ready now.

3 Come all ye souls by sin opprest,
Ye restless wand'rers after rest;
Ye poor, and maim'd, and halt, and blind,
In Christ a hearty welcome find.

4 My message as from God receive;
Ye all may come to Christ, and live;
O let his love your hearts constrain,
Nor suffer him to die in vain!

5 His love is mighty to compel:
His conqu'ring love consent to feel;
Yield to his love's resistless power,
And fight against your God no more.

6 See him set forth before your eyes,
That precious, bleeding sacrifice!
His offer'd benefits embrace,
And freely now be sav'd by grace!

7 This is the time; no more delay!
This is the acceptable day:
Come in, this moment, at his call,
And live to him who dy'd for all!