O turn ye, O turn ye,

O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die,
When God, in great mercy, is coming so nigh?
Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says Come!
And angels are waiting to welcome you home.

And now Christ is ready your souls to receive,
O how can you question, if you will believe?
If sin is your burden, why will you not come?
‘Tis you He makes welcome, He bids you come home.

In riches, in pleasures, what can you obtain,
To soothe your affliction, or banish your pain?
To bear up your spirit when summon’d to die,
Or waft you to mansions of glory on high?

Why will you be starving, and feeding on air?
There’s mercy in Jesus, enough and to spare!
If still you are doubting, make trial and see,
And prove that His mercy is boundless and free!