First Line: Not saved are we by trying,

Not saved are we by trying,
From self can come no aid ;
'Tis on the Blood relying,
Once for our ransom paid.
Come to the Saviour now !
He gently calleth thee ;
In true repentance bow,
Before Him bend the knee !
He waiteth to bestow
Salvation, peace, and love,
True joy on earth below,
A home in heaven above.
Come, come, come.

2 Come to the Saviour now !
Gaze on that cleansing tide---
Water and blood that flow
Forth from His wounded side.
Hark to the suffering One :
'Tis finished ! now He cries ;
Redemption's work is done,
Then bows His head and dies.
Come, come, come.

3 Come to the Saviour now !
He suffered all for thee ;
And in His merits thou
Hast an unfailing plea :
No vain excuses frame,
For feelings do not stay ;
None who to Jesus came
Were ever sent away.
Come, come, come.

4 Come to the Saviour now !
Ye who have wandered far,
Renew your solemn vow,
For His by right you are.
Come, like poor wandering sheep
Returning to His fold----
His arm will safely keep,
His love will ne'er grow cold.
Come, come, come.

5 Come to the Saviour, all !
Whate'er your burdens be ;
Hear now His loving call-----
Cast all your care on Me.
Come, and for every grief
In Jesus you will find
A sure and safe relief,
A loving Friend and kind.
Come, come, come.