Thine own, O loving Savior

Verse 1

Thine own, O loving Saviour, Are bidden here by thee; Thy passion's fruits, thy favor, Thyself thou givest free To all who by thy grace and love Are members of thy kingdom, Now here, and then above.

Verse 2

We hear thine invitation; We heed, O Lord, thy call; The word of consolation It spoken here for all Who, drawn unto thy loving heart, Would seek from thee a blessing Ere from thy side they part. A-men.

Verse 3

For still in loving favor, O Christ, thou drawest near To lead us as our Saviour Unto a Father dear; A Father ready to forgive The lost whom thou didst ransom, Who by thy death shall live.

Verse 4

We would be thine forever To do thy gracious will, Let naught from thee us sever, But keep us faithful still. Here linger with us, Lord, in love, Till we shall see thy glory And feast with thee above. Amen.