The Saviour loves all sinful souls,
For them His life blood gave,
When on the cross He bled and died,
For He their souls could save.
How sweet to know such wondrous grace,
Transcending all below;
The Saviour’s blood, the Saviour’s Love
Fell may our souls adore!
The vilest sinner here may come
Salvation now is free:
For Christ has finished all the work,
Upon the shameful Tree.
Come, children, now, whoever will,
And taste the living stream:
Wells of salvation here abound,
And ever flow from Him.