COME, all souls by sin afflicted, Bowed with fruitless sorrow down; By the broken law convicted, Through the Cross behold the crown. Look to Jesus— Mercy flows through Him alone.
Sweet as home to exiles weary; Light to newly-opened eyes; Flowing springs in deserts dreary, Is the life that Christ supplies; All who taste it Shall to life immortal rise.
Blessèd are the eyes that see Him; Blest the ears that hear His voice: Blessèd are the souls that trust Him, And in Him alone rejoice; His commandments Then become their happy choice.
Joseph Swain, 1761-96