Come ye sinners poor and needy
Come ye wounded weak and worn
There's a harbor for the broken
Where the hopeless are reborn
Come ye lost afraid forgotten
Let your wandering souls find rest
At your hearts door He is knocking
For you His precious blood was shed
He is able He is able
Christ is able still to save
Come ye sinners poor and needy
Sing to Him our songs of praise
Come ye ransomed and forgiven
Come ye rescued from the grave
Rise and worship Christ our Savior
For the glory of His name
He is able He is able
Christ is able still to save
Come ye sinners poor and needy
Sing to Him our songs of praise
And in the stillness of the morning
In the quiet of the dawn
Praise will rise and darkness scatters
And the song goes on and on
He is able He is able
Christ is able still to save
Come ye sinners poor and needy
Sing to Him our songs of praise
He is able He is able
Christ is able still to save
Come ye sinners poor and needy
Sing to Him our songs of praise
Come ye sinners poor and needy
Sing to Him our songs of praise