LET every mortal ear attend, And every heart rejoice; The message of the Gospel sounds With an inviting voice.
Come now all hungry, starving souls Who feed upon the wind, And vainly strive with earthly things To fill an empty mind.
Eternal wisdom has prepared A soul-converting feast, And bids your longing appetites His rich provisions taste.
Come, all who long for living streams Of life that cannot die, Here you may quench your aching thirst With springs that never dry.
Saviour, the treasures of Thy love Are everlasting mines, Deep as our helpless miseries are, And boundless as our sins.
The door of pardoning love and grace Stands open night and day; Lord, we have come to seek supplies, Deal now with us, we pray.
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748