Come, ev'ry soul by sin oppress'd, There's mer-cy with the Lord, And He will sure-ly give you rest By trust-ing in His word.

For Je-sus shed His precious blood, Rich bless-ings to bestow; Plunge now in-to the crims-on flood That wash-es white as snow.

Yes, Je-sus is the Truth, the Way, That leads you in-to rest; Be-lieve in Him without de-lay, And you are ful-Iy blest.

Come, then, and join this ho-Iy band, And on to glo-ry go, To dwell in that ce-Ies-tialland, Where joys im-mor-tal flow,