L & S No. 121 page 10

1. Come sinners to the Living One, 

He's just the same Jesus;

As when He raised the widows son, 

The very same Jesus!

Cho. The very same Jesus, 

The wonder-working Jesus,

Oh, praise His name, He's just the same, 

The very same Jesus. 

2. Come, feast upon the living Bread, 

He's just the same Jesus!

As when the multitudes He fed,

The very same Jesus!

3. Come, tell Him all your griefs and fears, 

He's just the same Jesus, 

As when He shed those loving tears,

The very same Jesus!

4. Still follow Him for clearer light, 

He's just the same Jesus, 

As when He gave the blind their sight, 

The very same Jesus!

5. Then calm 'midst waves of trouble be 

He's just the same Jesus, 

As when He hushed the raging sea,

The very same Jesus!

6. Some day our raptured eyes shall see 

He's just the same Jesus, 

Oh, blessed day for you and me, 

The very same Jesus. 

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L. & S. No. 101 page 10

1. I gave my life for thee, My precious blood I shed,

That thou might'st ransomed be, 

and quickened from the dead, 

I gave My life for thee, 

what hast thou

given for me?

I gave My life for thee, 

what hast thou given for Me?

2. I spent long years for thee in weariness and woe, 

That an eternity of joy thou mightest know;

I spent long years for thee, hast

thou spent one for Me?

I spent long years for thee, hast 

thou spent one for me?

3. My Fathers home of light, My rainbow-circled throne, 

I left, for earthly night, for wanderings sad and low, 

I left it all for thee, hast thou left ought for me?

I left it all for thee, hast thou left ought for me?

4. I suffered much for thee - more than thy tongue can tell

Of bitterest agony - to rescue thee from hell;

I suffered much for thee, what canst thou bear for Me?

I suffered much for thee, what canst thou bear for Me?

5. And I have brought to thee, down from My home above, 

Salvation full and free, My pardon and My love, 

Great gifts I brought to thee, what 

hast thou brought to Me?

Great gifts I brought to thee

What hast thou brought to Me?

6. Oh, let thy life be given, thy years for Him be spent;

World fetters all be riven, and joy with suffering blent;

Bring thou thy worthless all, follow thy Saviour's call;

Bring thou thy worthless all, follow thy Saviours call. 

Cho. 

Home, home, sweet, sweet, home,

There's no friend like Jesus!

And heaven is my home.