Come ye sinners

Come, ye sinners, poor and needy
Weak and wounded, sick and sour
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love and power.

Come, ye thirsty, come, and welcome,
God's free bounty glorify
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh.

Come, ye weary, heavy-laden,
Lost and ruined by the fall
If you tarry till you're better,
You will never come at all.

Let not conscience make you linger,
Not of fitness fondly dream
All the fitness He requireth
Is to feel your need of Him.