Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Come, Ye Sinners

We have been talking a lot about grace at OBC lately, I wanted to post the words to a song (by Joseph Hart written in 1759) that I think expresses some of the heart of Mark 1-3.
Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love and power.

Come, ye thirsty, come, and welcome,
God’s free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh.

Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Lost and ruined by the fall;
If you tarry till you’re better,
You will never come at all.

View Him prostrate in the garden;
On the ground your Maker lies.
On the bloody tree behold Him;
Sinner, will this not suffice?

Lo! th’incarnate God ascended,
Pleads the merit of His blood:
Venture on Him, venture wholly,
Let no other trust intrude.

Let not conscience make you linger,
Not of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness He requireth
Is to feel your need of Him.

I will arise and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in His arms;
In the arms of my dear Savior,
O there are ten thousand charms.

Wow, what truth is contained in those words. I think daily reminders of those kind of truths would be a huge spiritual shot in the arm.

There are two newer versions of that song. If you have iTunes and $.99, you can get them: one is by Matthew Smith, and the other version is by Todd Agnew. I love both versions.