Scripture Verse

Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool. Isaiah 1:18


Henry L. Gilmour (1836–1920)

Words: Su­sie M. Wy­burn, in The King’s Prais­es No. 3, ed­it­ed by Hen­ry Gil­mour, George W. San­ville, Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick & Mel­vin J. Hill (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Praise Pub­lish­ing, 1912), num­ber 41.

Music: Hen­ry L. Gil­mour (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Wy­burn (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Tho’ thou’rt wan­der­ing away from Je­sus,
Weary, and far from the Fa­ther’s home;
Listen to the bless­èd in­vi­ta­tion,
Hear the Sav­ior who bids thee come.


Come now and let us rea­son to­ge­ther,
Saith the Lord in His Word;
Tho’ your sins be as scar­let,
They shall be as white as snow,
Tho’ they be red like crim­son,
They shall be as wool.

There’s no love like un­to that of Je­sus,
Faithful and true He will ev­er be;
Come, O come! as needy and de­pend­ent;
Grace suf­fi­cient is pro­mised thee.


When temp­ta­tion press­eth hard up­on thee;
And all the way seems so dark and drear;
Look by faith un­to this lov­ing Sav­ior,
Thou shalt tri­umph o’er doubt and fear.


What a pre­cious liv­ing friend is Je­sus!
Saving and keep­ing un­to the end;
Where sin once pre­vail­éd, grace abound­eth,
Gifts of strength ev­ery day He’ll send.