Oh, Come at Once to Jesus

I’m poor

and blind

and wretch­ed

I’m full of doubts and fears;

My heart is weak and wick­ed

My cheeks are wet with tears;

My soul is full of sad­ness

Of sin

and pain

and grief;

Oh for a ray of glad­ness

Of par­don and relief!

Oh

come at once to Je­sus

Whate’er your bur­den be

And though your sins are ma­ny

His blood can make you free.

And will the bless­èd Sav­ior

This guil­ty soul make pure?

May I be His for­ev­er?

May I His love se­cure?

Oh

then I’ll tell the sto­ry;

I’ll tell the world to come;

For Christ

the King of Glo­ry

Will bid them wel­come home.