Come, Ye Weary Souls Oppressed

Come ye wea­ry souls op­pressed

Find in Christ the pro­mised rest;

On Him all your bur­dens roll

He can wound

and He make whole.

Ye that dread the wrath of God

Come and wash in Je­su’s blood;

To the Son of Da­vid cry

In His word He’s pass­ing by.

Naked

guil­ty

poor

and blind

All your wants in Je­sus find;

This the day of mer­cy is

Now ac­cept the prof­fered bliss.

Debtors

who have naught to pay

Come to Je­sus

haste away;

All your sins on Him were laid

All your debts the Sure­ty paid.

It is fin­ished! lo! He cries

Ere on yon­der cross He dies;

O be­lieve the re­cord true

Jesus died for such as you.