Come to your senses
come as you are
put down your defenses
you’ve wandered afar.
Come let us reason,
Come unto me
Now is the season
God is calling for thee.
Though your sins be as scarlet
they’ll be whiter than snow
Come maiden, come harlot
come high and come low
All need the Savior
for all men have sinned
Grace means God’s favor
Sinner, Come in.  -id