Let Them Come to Me

Hear the gen­tle Shep­herd

Calling lambs like me

In His sweet­est ac­cents

Let them come to Me.

Yes

we come

dear Sav­ior

We

a lit­tle band

Marching on to­ge­ther

To that heav’n­ly land.

He will bid us en­ter—

When our tir­èd feetReach the Gold­en Ci­ty

He’ll be there to greet.

Thanks

dear bless­èd Sav­ior

For Thy words of love

Bidding child­ren en­ter

Thy bright courts ab­ove.

Yes

we come

dear Sav­ior

We

a lit­tle band

Marching on to­ge­ther

To that heav’n­ly land.

He will bid us en­ter—

When our tir­èd feetReach the Gold­en Ci­ty

He’ll be there to greet.

Thanks

dear bless­èd Sav­ior

For Thy words of love

Bidding child­ren en­ter

Thy bright courts ab­ove.