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Come to Jesus, O my brothers,
Come in this accepted hour;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love, and power;
|: He is able, :|
He is willing, — doubt no more.
Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness he requireth
Is to feel your need of him;
|: This he gives you,— :|
’T is the spirit’s struggling beam.
Come, ye weary, heavy laden;
Wait not,— ‘t is your Saviour’s call;
If you tarry till you ’re better,
You will never come at all.
|: Not the righteous, :|
Sinners, Jesus came to call.
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8 7 8 7 4 7 extended
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1854 | # 161 |
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CAERSALEM
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8 7 8 7 4 4 4 7
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1837
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 60 | G | | # 388 | G |
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