He Died for Thee (Crosby)

Troubled heart

thy God is call­ing!

He is draw­ing ve­ry near;

Do not hide thy deep emo­tion

Do not check that fall­ing tear.

O

be saved His grace is free!

O

be saved

He died for thee!

O

be saved

He died for thee!

Come

the Spir­it still is plead­ing

Come to Him

the meek and mild;

He is wait­ing now to save you

Wilt thou not be re­con­ciled?

Art thou wait­ing till the mor­row?

Thou may’st nev­er see its light;

Come at once! ac­cept His mercy;

He is wait­ing—come to­night.

Let the an­gels bear the tid­ings

Upward to the courts of Heav’n!

Let them sing

with ho­ly rap­ture

O’er ano­ther soul for­giv’n!