1 Jesus bids you draw nigh,
He your wants will supply,
For on Him your transgressions were laid;
He invites you to come,
For the poorest there’s room,
Full salvation for all He has made.
2 At the altar of pray’r,
None need ever despair,
Christ is waiting your soul to renew;
Take His pardon today,
There is nothing to pay,
On the cross it was purchased for you.
3 There is naught Christ could do,
But He has done for you,
He did suffer and die in your stead;
Here His love spreads a feast,
You may now be a guest,
And your soul from His bounty be fed.