1. Sinner, go, will you go,
To the high lands of Eden?
Where the storms never blow,
And the long summer's given;
Where the bright blooming flow'rs
Are their odors emitting;
And the leaves of the bow'rs
In the breezes are flitting?
2. Where the saints robed in white,
Cleansed in life's flowing fountain,
Shining beauteous and bright,
They inhabit the mountain;
Where no sin nor dismay,
Neither trouble nor sorrow,
Will be felt for a day,
Nor be feared for the morrow.
3. He's prepared thee a home,
Sinner, canst thou believe it?
And invites thee to come,
Sinner, wilt thou receive it?
O! come, sinner, come,
For the tide is receding,
And the Saviour will soon
And forever cease pleading.
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First Line: | Sinner, go, will you go |
Publication Date: | 1888 |
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Name: | [Sinner, go, will you go] |
Key: | D Major |