1 Listen to the blessed invitation,
Sweeter than the notes of angel-song,
Chiming softly with a heav'nly cadence,
Calling to the passing throng.
Chorus:
Him that cometh unto me,
Him that cometh unto me,
Him that cometh unto me,
I will in no wise cast out.
2 Weary toiler, sad and heavy-laden,
Joyfully the great salvation see,
Close beside thee stands the Burden Bearer,
Strong to bear thy load and thee. [Chorus]
3 Come, ye thirsty, to the living waters,
Hungry, come and on His bounty feed,
Not thy fitness is the plea to bring Him,
But thy pressing utmost need. [Chorus]
4 "Him that cometh," blind or maimed or sinful,
Cometh for His healing touch divine,
For the cleansing of the blood so precious,
Prove anew this gracious line. [Chorus]
5 Coming humbly, daily to this Saviour,
Breathing all the heart to Him in prayer;
Coming some day to the heavenly mansions,
He will give thee welcome there. [Chorus]
Source: International Song Service: with Bright Gems from fifty authors, for Sunday-schools, gospel meetings, missionary and young people's societies, prayer-meetings, etc. #167