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Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners ruined by the Fall;

Here a pure and healing fountain Flows to you, to me to all,

In a full, perpetual tide, Opened when our Savior died.

Come in poverty and meaness, Come defiled, without, within;

From infection and uncleaness, From the leprosy of sin,

Wash your robes and make them white; Ye shall walk with God in light.

Come in sorrow and contrition, Wounded, impotent, and blind;

Here the guilty free remission, Here the troubled peace, may find.

Health this fountain will restore; He that drinks shall thirst no more.

He that drinks shall live forever; 'Tis a soul renewing flood.

God is faithful; God will never Break His covenant of blood,

Signed when out Redeemer died, Sealed when He glorified. A-men.