Ye Neighbors and Friends of Jesus

Ye neigh­bors

and friends of Je­sus

draw near:

His love con­des­cends by ti­tles so dear

To call and in­vite you His tri­umph to prove

And free­ly de­light you in Je­sus’ love.

The shep­herd who died His sheep to re­deem

On ev­ery side are ga­thered to Him

The weary and bur­dened

the re­pro­bate race;

And wait to be par­doned through Je­sus’ grace.

The blind are re­stored through Je­sus’ name

They see their dear Lord

and fol­low the Lamb;

The halt they are walk­ing

and run­ning their race;

The dumb they are talk­ing of Je­sus’ grace.

The deaf hear His voice and com­fort­ing Word

It bids them re­joice in Je­sus their Lord

Thy sins are for­giv­en

ac­cept­ed thou art;

They list­en

and Heav­en springs up in their heart.

The le­pers from all their spots are made clean

The dead by His call are raised from their sin;

In Je­sus’ com­pas­sion the sick find a cure

And Gos­pel sal­va­tion is preached to the poor.

To us and to them is pub­lished the Word:

Then let us pro­claim our life giv­ing Lord

Who now is re­viv­ing His work in our days

And might­ily striv­ing to save us by grace.

O Je­sus! ride on till all are sub­dued

Thy mer­cy make known

and sprin­kle Thy blood;

Display Thy sal­va­tion

and teach the new song

To ev­ery na­tion

and peo­ple

and ton­gue.