Come to Jesus, don't delay,
He invites you, come today;
You are standing on the brink,
Any moment you may sink
Into ruin, dark and drear,
And before the Judge appear;
Christless, hopeless, there to be,
In a dread eternity.
There to weep an endless wail,
There to pray without avail,
Not one drop of water there;
Endless, dreadful, dark despair;
O! poor sinner, stop and think,
Ere you glide across the brink,
Where no voice shall ever say,
"Come to Jesus, don't delay.”
Do not, then, despise the grace,
Shining in the Savior's face,
He has come from heaven above,
Died upon the cross in love,
Suffered all that dreadful ire,
Thee to save from endless fire;
Now a pardon full and free,
Comes to all through Calvary.