1 Ho! ev'ryone that thirsts, draw nigh;
'tis God invites the fallen race;
mercy and free salvation buy,
buy wine and milk and gospel grace.
2 In search of empty joys below,
ye toil with unavailing strife;
wither, oh, wither would you go?
I have the words of endless life,
3 Come to the living waters, come!
Sinners, obey your Maker's call;
return, ye weary wand'rers, home,
and find My grace is free for all.
4 See from the Rock a fountain rise!
For you in healing streams it rolls;
money ye need not bring, nor price,
ye lab'ring, burdened, sin-sick souls.
5 Nothing ye in exchange shall give,
leave all you have and are behind;
frankly the gift of God receive,
pardon and peace in Jesus find.
Source: Our Great Redeemer's Praise #512