From the cross uplifted high, Where the Saviour deigns to die, What melod'ous sounds we hear, Bursting on my ravished ear. “Love's redeeming work is done Come and welcome, sinner come.” Sprinkled now with blood the throne, Why beneath thy burdens groan? On My wounded body laid, Justice owns the ransom paid “Bow the knee and kiss the Son Come and welcome, sinner come.”