Come hither, ye by sin distressed,
by Henry Fowler·1814·Meter 8.8.8.8 (LM)
Based on Joshua 3:9
1
Come hither, ye by sin distressed,
And hear the Saviour's faithful word;
Soon ye shall enter into rest,
And know that he's your conquering Lord.
2
Come hither, ye whose rising fears
Forbid you to exult and sing;
Whose moments pass in sighs and tears,
Feeling your guilt a dreadful sting.
3
Does Satan tempt you to give up,
And call no more on Jesus' name?
Cast not away your little hope;
Come hither, and behold the Lamb.
4
Come hither, to the Saviour come,
Vile as thou art in every view;
In Jesus' house there still is room
For needy sinners, such as you.
5
Power and love in Christ combine,
An able, willing Saviour too;
Is he a Sun? On thee he'll shine.
Is he thy God? He'll bring thee through.