From The Cross

From the cross uplifted high,

Where the Savior deigns to die,

What melodious sounds we hear,

Bursting on the ravished ear!

"Love's redeeming work is done-

Come and welcome! sinner, come!

Sprinkled now with blood the throne;

Why beneath thy burdens groan?

On My piercèd body laid,

Justice owns the ransom paid:

Bow the knee, and kiss the Son,

Come and welcome, sinner, come.

"Spread for thee, the festal board

See with richest bounty stored;

To thy Father's bosom pressed,

Thou shalt be a child confessed,

Never from His house to roam;

Come and welcome! sinner, come!

"Soon the days of life shall end-

Lo, I come-your Savior, Friend!

Safe your spirit to convey

To the realms of endless day,

Up to My eternal home-

Come and welcome! sinner, come!"