370 From the cross uplifted high (G)

1 From the cross uplifted high Where the Saviour deigns to die, What melodious sounds I hear, Bursting on my ravished ear: "Love's redeeming work is done, Come and welcome, sinner, come.

2 "Sprinkled now with blood the throne; Why beneath thy burdens groan? On My piercèd body laid, Justice owns the ransom paid: Bow the knee, and kiss the Son, Come and welcome, sinner, come.

3 "Spread for thee, the festal board See with richest dainties stored; To thy Father's bosom pressed, Yet again a child confessed, Never from His house to roam, Come and welcome, sinner, come.

4 "Soon the days of life shall end; Lo, I come, your Saviour, Friend, Safe your spirits to convey To the realms of endless day: Up to My eternal home, Come and welcome, sinner, come."