1 The Saviour is bending above thee,
To hear what thy spirit will say,
To the tender embrace
Of His mercy and grace
Will the answer be "Yea, Lord," or "Nay."
"I died for thee," sweetly He whispers,
"See here are the wounds in My hands,"
Thy finger bring near
And touch without fear
The nail-prints as o'er thee He stands.

Chorus:
The Saviour is bending above thee,
To hear what thy spirit will say,
To the tender embrace
Of His mercy and grace,
Will the answer be "Yea, Lord," or "Nay."

2 Look up in the face of the Saviour,
The thorn-crown'd yet beautiful brow,
He waits the reply
Of thy tear-dimming eye,
Oh, what wilt Thou answer Him now?
The Saviour is bending above thee,
He asks for thy heart in return
For the heart that He gave,
To ransom and save,
Oh, will not thy glad spirit burn? [Chorus]

3 Thou hearest His offers of mercy,
The promise of pardon and peace,
Come, wilt thou not say
To His voice a glad "Yea,"
And bid all thy waverings cease?
The Saviour is bending above thee,
His quick ear awaits the glad word,
"Lord Jesus, today,
I whisper my 'Yea,'
And know that my answer is heard." [Chorus]