Strip your soul
Of the garment of sin,
Lay it before Christ
And ask Him to come in.
The luxury of pride
Propels to a fall;
To harbour its gain,
You soon lose it all.
Arise and depart
From your impious ways,
And come test the goodness
The Lord gives always.
Through the valley of death,
In the ocean of woes,
You stravaig without hope;
Jesus says: Only come, I'll suppress the throes.
The world cannot give
All the things that you seek,
The Lord bids you to come;
He gives strength to the weak.
Leave your past in the past
And embrace the Saviour's love;
Forsake the treasures of this world,
There's more up there with God above.
The Lord bids you to come
Dwell in His rest;
Aren't you tired of wailing
In agony's nest?
The price has been paid,
You need not to pay;
Here is an offer for you,
Dear, what do you say?
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