HYMN LXXXI. An Invitation

Come to Jesus, come away, Heard I not the Spirit say? Come, and all the Sweetness prove, Of the Holy Ghost and Love: Come, and dwell forevermore, All in Raptures burn, adore.

Come to Jesus, come away, Come to Jesus, do not stay; Jesus shed his precious Blood That you might swim in pleasure's Flood Jesus div'd into a Sea Of the deepest Wrath for thee.

Come to Jesus, come away; Virgin Spirit, shun delay: Jesus laid aside his Robes, That you may lay aside your sobs. Jesus cloath'd himself with shame That you may cloath you with his Name.

Come to Jesus, come away, This is thy espousal Day: Come away, come to thy Home, Come away to thy Bridegroom: To the World bid adieu, Heav'n see within thy View.

Come to Jesus, come away, Welcome with thy Lord to stay; Welcome to thy Heav'n at last, Now the Indignation's past. Roll, ye Billows, roll and roar, Now thy Treasure's safe ashore.