| Song | Come You Sinners Poor And Needy |
| Album | The Christian Hymn Book |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | A. Campbell And Others |
| Publisher / Copyrights | |
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| Tags | Come You Sinners Poor And Needy |
| Theme(s) | Invitations |
| Scripture Reference(s) | |
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Come, You Sinners, Poor And Needy,
Weak And Wounded, Sick And Sore;
Jesus Ready Stands To Save You,
Full Of Pity, Love And Power;
He Is Able,
He Is Willing Doubt No More.
Let Not Conscience Make You Linger,
Nor Of Fitness Fondly Dream;
All The Fitness He Requireth,
Is To Feel Your Need Of Him;
This He Gives You,
’Tis The Saviour’s Rising Beam.
Come, You Weary, Heavy Laden,
Bruised And Mangled By The Fall;
If You Tarry Till You’re Better,
You Will Never Come At All:
Not The Righteous
Sinners Jesus Came To Call.
Agonizing In The Garden,
Lo! Your Saviour Prostrate Lies!
On The Bloody Tree Behold Him!
Hear Him Cry Before He Dies,
“It Is Finished!”
Sinners, Will Not This Suffice?
Lo! The Rising Lord, Ascending,
Pleads The Virtue Of His Blood:
Venture On Him, Venture Freely,
Let No Other Trust Intrude:
None But Jesus
Can Do Helpless Sinners Good.
Saints And Angels, Joined In Concert,
Sing The Praises Of The Lamb,
While The Blissful Seats Of Heaven
Sweetly Echo To His Name,
Hallelujah!
Sinners Now His Love Proclaim.
