HARK, sinner, hark, ‘tis Jesus speaks to thee;
Of grace divine;
Of God’s great grace and power from sin to
free
Sad hearts like thine.
Resistless grace: — all Satan’s power o’er-thrown
By Him who died, now Victor on the throne.
Come unto Jesus, come, just as thou art,
So sick with sin;
The deep unspoken language of thy heart
Is known to Him.
Oh, tell Him all — though all He knows so well,
He’ll give thee rest, a rest no tongue can tell.
Look, sinner, look, see Jesus who once died
On Calv’ry’s tree,
To God’s right hand upraised and glorified, A Saviour Ile.
Oh, trust in Him, confess His blessed name,
Peace, joy, salvation — all — thy present gain.
Blest portion thine, if Jesus’ voice thou’lt hear,
And to Him come.
Look up to Him, confess Aim without fear,
Till time be done.
Jesus will welcome thee, oh matchless love!
To God’s bright home of endless joy above.