GOD’S LOVE TO MAN
Ye people who in sadness mourn,
Unto thy Father’s house return,
All thy wants shall be supplied,
All thy craving satisfied,
Turn ye today, why will ye die,
God’s day of grace is passing by.
Come all ye weary souls oppressed,
Come all ye anxious ones distressed,
Ere ye lose the victor’s crown,
Lay thy weary burden down,
Come with thy sin, thy grief and pain,
You shall be welcome home again.
Ye weary pilgrims seeking rest,
Thy Father’s house is still the best,
Come ye now, the table’s spread,
Hungry soul, thou shalt be fed,
Confess thy sin, hide not thy shame,
God’s love is still the same.
