All you thirsty, come and drink Drink water without price All who hunger, sit and eat Come join the feast of Christ Orphans, widows, mourners, come Find welcome in his fold Outcasts, wanderers, come in For you he's made a home The Man of Sorrows bids you "Come!" He knows your weary frame The wounded Lamb who bears love's scars Calls you by your name Sick or healthy, young or old Come and find your refuge here You who cry "How long, O Lord?" Soon he'll wipe away your tears O anxious hearts and downcast souls, we grieve with you O suff'ring saints and stumbling friends, we sing for you O anxious hearts and downcast souls, Christ weeps with you O suff'ring saints and stumbling friends, his love stands true