1. Just as thou art, without one trace
Of love, or joy, or inward grace,
Or meetness for the heavenly place,
O guilty sinner, come.

2. Burdened with guilt, wouldst thou be blest?
Trust not the world; it gives no rest;
Christ gives relief to hearts oppressed—
O weary winner, come.

3. Thy sins I bore on Calvary’s tree;
The stripes, thy due, were laid on Me;
That peace, and pardon might be free;
O wretched sinner, come.

4. Come, leave thy burden at the cross,
Count all thy gains but empty dross:
My grace repays all earthly loss;
O needy sinner, come.

5. Come, hither bring thy boding fears,
Thy aching heart, thy mournful tears;
’Tis mercy’s voice salutes thine ears—
O trembling sinner, come.