Ye Dying Sons of Men

Lyrics

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Lyrics from A Collection of Sacred Hymns for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Europe, 1840

Hymn 81
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1. Ye dying sons of men,
Emerged in sin and woe,
The Gospel's voice attend,
Which Jesus sends to you;
Ye perishing and guilty, come;
'Tis mercy calls, "There yet is room."

2. No longer now delay,
Nor vain excuses frame;
He bids you come to-day,
Though poor, and blind, and lame.
All things are ready, sinner, come;
For every trembling soul there's room.

3. Believe the heavenly word
His messengers proclaim;
He is a gracious Lord,
And faithful is his name:
Backsliding souls, return and come,
Cast off despair, there yet is room.

4. Compelled by bleeding love,
Ye wanderers, draw near;
No more from Jesus rove,
But seek the Saviour here.
For whosoever will may come,
While mercy calls, there yet it room.