Come, you sinners poor and needy,
weak and wounded, sick and sore:
Jesus ready stands to save us,
full of pity, love and power.
Come, you thirsty, come and welcome,
God’s free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
every grace that brings us nigh.
Come you weary, heavy-laden,
lost and ruined by the fall;
If we tarry, ‘til we better,
we will never come at all.
Let not conscience make you linger,
nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness God requires
is to feel our own great need.