Come, every soul by sin oppressed,

There's mercy with the Lord;

And He will surely give you rest

By trusting in His Word.

For Jesus shed His precious blood

Rich blessings to bestow;

Plunge now into the crimson flood

That washeth white as snow.

Yes, Jesus is the Truth, the Way,

That leads you into rest;

Believe in Him without delay,

And you are fully blest.

Come then, and join the holy band,

And on to glory go;

In Christ's redemption take your stand,

And all His goodness know.