Come to Calvary's holy mountain,

Sinners ruin'd by the fall;

Here a pure and healing fountain

Flows to you, to me, to all,

In a full, perpetual tide,

Open'd when our Saviour died.

Come in poverty and meanness,

Come defiled, without, within;

From infection and uncleanness,

From the leprosy of sin,

Wash your robes and make them white:

Ye shall walk with God in light.

Come, in sorrow and contrition,

Wounded, impotent, and blind;

Here the guilty free remission,

Here the troubled peace may find;

Health this fountain will restore,

He that drinks shall thirst no more:--

He that drinks shall live for ever;

'Tis a soul-renewing flood:

God is faithful;--God will never

Break his covenant in blood,

Sign'd when our Redeemer died,

Seal'd when he was glorified.