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J. Hart
Come, ye sinners, poor and needy, weak and wounded, sick and sore; Jesus ready stands to save you, full of pity, love, and pow'r.
Come, ye thirsty, come, and welcome, God's free bounty glorify; true belief and true repentance, every grace that brings you nigh.
Let not conscience make you linger, nor of fitness fondly dream; all the fitness He requireth is to feel your need of Him.
Come, ye weary, heavy laden, lost and ruined by the fall; if you tarry till you're better, you will never come at all.
Lo! th'incarnate God, ascended, pleads the merit of His blood; venture on Him, venture wholly; let no other trust intrude.