A Selection of Hymns ‎#CXVIII

CXVIII. Yet there is Room

1 Ye dying sons of men,
Immerg'd in sin and woe,
The gospel’s voice attend,
While Jesus sends to you:
Ye perishing and guilty come,
In Jesus’ arms there yet is room.

2 No longer now delay,
Nor vain excuses frame;
He bids you come to-day,
Tho' poor, and blind, and lame:
All things are ready, sinners, come,
For every trembling soul there’s room.

3 Believe the heavenly word
His messengers proclaim;
He is a gracious Lord,
And faithful is his name:
Backsliding souls, return and come,
Cast off despair there yet is room.

4 Compell'd by bleeding love,
Ye wand'ring sheep, draw near,
Christ calls you from above,
His charming accents hear!
Let whosoever will, now come:
In mercy’s breast there still is room.

Text Information

• First Line: Ye dying sons of men
• Title: Yet there is Room
• Meter: As the 148th
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1792
• Scripture:
  Luke 14:22
• Topic: Scripture Invitations and Promises; Backsliders invited to return; Encouragement and invitation; Room at the Gospel Feast

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