Pilgrim, Burdened with Thy Sin

Pilgrim

bur­dened with thy sin

Come the way to Zi­on’s gate:

There

till mer­cy lets thee in

Knock

and weep

and watch

and wait.

Knock—He knows the sin­ner’s cry;

Weep—He loves the mourn­er’s tears;

Watch

for sav­ing grace is nigh;

Wait

till heav­en­ly light ap­pears.

Hark

it is the Bride­groom’s voice:

Welcome

pil­grim to thy rest!

Now with­in the gate rejoice

Safe

and sealed

and bought

and blest

Safe

from all the lures of vice;

Sealed

by signs the chos­en know;

Bought by love

and life the price;

Blest

the migh­ty debt to owe.

Holy pil­grim

what for thee

In a world like this re­main?

From thy guard­ed breast shall flee

Fear

and shame

and doubt

and pain;

Fear

the hope of Heav’n shall fly;

Shame

from glo­ry’s view re­tire;

Doubt

in cer­tain rap­ture die;

Pain

in end­less bliss ex­pire.