Come, sinner, to the gospel feast
O come, without delay!
For there is room in Jesu’s breast
For all who come today.
There’s room in God’s eternal love
To save thy precious soul,
Pow’r in the grace that’s from above
To heal and make thee whole.

There’s room in heav’n among the choir,
And harps and crowns of gold,
And glorious palms of vict’ry there,
And joys that ne’er were told.
There’s room around the Father’s board
For thee and thousands more:
Then come, and welcome, to the Lord
Yea, come this very hour.