Little children, heavy-laden,
With your sin and woe, 
Come to Jesus, He invites you,
Wants you so.

Let His own sweet word of promise
Drive away all doubt, 
"Come to Me now, I will never
Cast you out."

His, the blood - the only cleansing
You can ever know, 
It will make your sins - now scarlet - 
White as snow.

You can never make atonement,
That is fully made; 
You can never pay the ransom
He has paid.

Let your heart go out toward Him
In a simple faith,
He is willing now to save you,
As He saith.

Yes! the living, loving Saviour
Waits to make you free;
Waits to give you peace and pardon,
"Come and see."