Come, oh come, with thy broken heart, Weary and worn with care; Come and kneel at the open door, Jesus is waiting there; Waiting to heal thy wounded soul, Waiting to give thee rest; Why wilt thou walk where shadows fall? Come to His loving breast! Firmly cling to the bless??d cross, There shall thy refuge be; Wash thee now in the crimson fount, Flowing so pure for thee; List to the gentle warning voice! List to the earnest call! Leave at the cross thy burden now: Jesus will bear it all. Come and taste of the precious feast, Feast of eternal love; Think of joys that forever bloom, Bright in the life above: Come with a trusting heart to God, Come and be saved by grace; Come, for He longs to clasp thee now, Close in His dear embrace.