Sunday's Hymn: In Bunhill Fields

Here’s another hymn written by someone buried in Bunhill Fields.

Come, Ye Sinners, Poor and Needy

Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love and power.

Refrain

I will arise and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in His arms;
In the arms of my dear Savior,
O there are ten thousand charms.

Come, ye thirsty, come, and welcome,
God’s free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh.

Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Lost and ruined by the fall;
If you tarry till you’re better,
You will never come at all.

View Him prostrate in the garden;
On the ground your Maker lies.
On the bloody tree behold Him;
Sinner, will this not suffice?

Lo! th’incarnate God ascended,
Pleads the merit of His blood:
Venture on Him, venture wholly,
Let no other trust intrude.

Let not conscience make you linger,
Not of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness He requireth
Is to feel your need of Him.

—-Joseph Hart 

Other hymns, worship songs, etc. posted today:

• The Second Sunday After Easter at Magic Statistics
• Jesu, Our Hope, Our Hearts Desire at The Happy Wonderer
• Teach Me, O Lord, Thy Way of Truth at Hiraeth
  
• Behold the Throne of Grace at Seasoning of the Heart
• Thy Works, Not Mine, O Christ at Whatever Things…
• Lead On, O King Eternal at Field Stone Cottage
• Lord’s Day 14, 2008 at The Thirsty Theologian
• Fountain of Never Ceasing Grace at JoythruChrist
  

Have you posted a hymn this Sunday and I missed it? Let me know by leaving a link in the comments or by emailing me at the address in the sidebar and I’ll add your post to the list.