Poems (Shipton)/Without Money and Without Price

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by Anna Shipton
Without Money and Without Price
4502791Poems — Without Money and Without PriceAnna Shipton

WITHOUT MONEY AND WITHOUT PRICE.

AN INVITATION.

"Let him that is athirst come."—Rev. xxii. 17.

Come to Jesus! Are you lonely?
Solace sweet He will afford.
Lean on Jesus—Jesus only!
Come, and find a loving Lord!

Are your trials past the telling?
Are your sins as crimson dye?
Jesus sees your sad heart swelling
'Neath accusing memory.

He is waiting. Will you leave Him
Pleading at your heart in vain?
He is willing, oh, believe Him;
He may never call again.

He hath never yet forsaken
One who trusts alone in God;
He your life-long debt hath taken,
And hath paid it with His Blood.

From your sins He waits to cleanse you,
You! the slave by Satan bound;
Messages of love He sends you:
Where can such a Friend be found?

Are you sick? His word can heal you.
Are you weary with the strife?
Are you hungry? He can fill you
With the heavenly Bread of Life.

Now! it is the time to try it:
Test Him by His written Word;
Come! for He will ne'er deny it;
Come to Christ, the Risen Lord!

Do you fear His sharp reproving
That you did not go before;
That you left Him—so unloving—
Waiting long time at your door?

He will only smile and greet you,
Chasing shadows from your brow;
He will surely run to meet you,
Saying, "Thou art welcome now!"

By still waters He will lead you,
In green pastures you shall rest;
And the pierced hands that freed you
Bear you on His tender breast.

Come, oh, come this day, and try it;
Jesus' words are proved and true:
Take His gift; you cannot buy it;
He hath waited long for you.