Amazing sight: The Sav­ior stands
And knocks at ev­ery door;
Ten thou­sand bless­ings in His hand,
For to sup­ply the poor.

Behold, He saith, “I bleed and die,
To bring poor souls to rest;
Hear sin­ners, while I’m pass­ing by,
And be for­ev­er blest.

“Will you des­pise such bleed­ing love,
And choose the way to hell;
Or in the glo­ri­ous realms above,
With Me for­ev­er dwell?

“Not to con­demn your sink­ing race,
Have I in judg­ment come;
But to dis­play un­bound­ed grace,
And bring lost sin­ners home.

“May I not save your wretch­ed soul
From sin, from death and hell?
Wounded or sick, I’ll make you whole,
And you with Me shall dwell.

“Say, will you hear My gra­cious voice,
And have your sins for­giv’n?
Or will you make a wretch­ed choice,
And bar your­selves from Heav’n?

“Will you go down to end­less night,
And be for­ev­er slain,
Or dwell in ev­er­last­ing light,
Where I in glo­ry reign?

Come now, dear soul, be­fore I go,
While I am pass­ing by;
Say, will you bow to Me, or no?
Say, will you live or die?