Matthew Perryman Jones - Come and welcome

^GFrom the cross uplifted high ^CWhere the Savior deigns to die ^AmWhat melodious sounds I hear ^GBursting on my ravished ear ^AmLove’s redeeming ^Cwork is ^Gdone ^AmCome and welcome, ^Csinner, ^Gcome

^GSprinkled now with blood the throne ^CWhy beneath thy burdens groan ^AmOn my pierced body laid ^GJustice owns the ransom paid ^AmBow the knee and ^Ckiss the ^GSon ^AmCome and welcome, ^Csinner, ^Gcome

^GSpread for thee the festal board ^CSee with richest dainties stored ^AmTo thy Father’s bosom pressed ^GYet again a child confessed ^AmNever from His ^Chouse to ^Groam ^AmCome and welcome, ^Csinner, ^Gcome

^GSoon the days of life shall end ^CLo, I come, your Savior, Friend ^AmSafe your spirit to convey ^GTo the realms of endless day ^AmUp to my e^Cternal ^Ghome. ^AmCome and welcome, ^Csinner, ^Gcome. ^AmCome and welcome, ^Csinner, ^Gcome