What a Precious Savior

Tho’ thou’rt wan­der­ing away from Je­sus

Weary

and far from the Fa­ther’s home;

Listen to the bless­èd in­vi­ta­tion

Hear the Sav­ior who bids thee come.

Come now and let us rea­son to­ge­ther

Saith the Lord in His Word;

Tho’ your sins be as scar­let

They shall be as white as snow

Tho’ they be red like crim­son

They shall be as wool.

There’s no love like un­to that of Je­sus

Faithful and true He will ev­er be;

Come

O come! as needy and de­pend­ent;

Grace suf­fi­cient is pro­mised thee.

When temp­ta­tion press­eth hard up­on thee;

And all the way seems so dark and drear;

Look by faith un­to this lov­ing Sav­ior

Thou shalt tri­umph o’er doubt and fear.

What a pre­cious liv­ing friend is Je­sus!

Saving and keep­ing un­to the end;

Where sin once pre­vail­éd

grace abound­eth

Gifts of strength ev­ery day He’ll send.