Jesus! dear name
how sweet it sounds!
Replete with balm for all my wounds!
His Word declares His grace is free
Come
needy sinner
Come and see.
He left the shining courts on high
Came to our world to bleed and die;
Jesus
the God
hung on a tree:
Come
thoughtless sinner
come and see.
Your sins did pierce His bleeding heart
Till death had done its dreadful part;
Yet His dear love still burns to thee
Come
trembling sinner
come and see.
His blood can cleanse the foulest stain
Can make the filthy leper clean;
This fountain open stands for thee
Come
guilty sinner
come and see.
The garments of His shining grace
His glorious robe of righteousness;
In this array thou bright shall be;
Come
naked sinner
come and see.
No tongue can tell what glories shine
In our Immanuel
all divine;
O that in sweetest melody
Each heart may sing
He died for me.