Jesus, the Son of God,
Came from His home on high,
Suffered for sinners,
And on the tree did die.
The mighty work is done;
See! Christ is risen now
Yes, it is finished!
Crowns are upon His, brow.
Soon He will come again
To take His own above;
Welcomed to glory,
Ever to share His love.
Come to the Saviour, come,
Gently He calls for thee;
None are too sinful,
All may to Jesus flee.
ML 03/14/1943