Soul, a Savior Thou Art Needing
Soul, a Savior thou art needing!
Soul, a Savior waits for thee!
Hear His words of tender pleading,
Hear His gracious "Come to Me."
Chorus:
He is calling, softly calling,
On thine ear His voice is falling;
He is calling, softly calling,
"Come to Me and be at rest."
He has died for thy transgression,
If thou wilt, thou canst be free;
Soul, He waits for thy confession,
"Savior, I will go to Thee."
Chorus:
He is calling, softly calling,
On thine ear His voice is falling;
He is calling, softly calling,
"Come to Me and be at rest."
Do not linger till the morrow,
Let thy loving answer be,
"Savior, in my joy or sorrow,
I will ever go to Thee."
Chorus:
He is calling, softly calling,
On thine ear His voice is falling;
He is calling, softly calling,
"Come to Me and be at rest."