The Savior Calls
Anne Steele (1760)
The Savior calls; let every ear
Attend the heav’nly sound.
Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear;
Hope smiles reviving round.
For every thirsty, longing heart
Here streams of bounty flow,
And life and health and bliss impart
To banish mortal woe.
Here springs of sacred pleasures rise
To ease your every pain;
Immortal fountain, full supplies!
Nor shall you thirst in vain.
Ye sinners, come, ’tis Mercy’s voice;
The gracious call obey;
Mercy invites to heav’nly joys,
And can you yet delay?
Dear Savior, draw reluctant hearts;
To Thee let sinners fly
And take the bliss Thy love imparts
And drink and never die.
This was a poem written by Anne Steele in 1760. It wasn’t set to music for about another seventy years. Many of our hymns are like that – they start out as poems written to and/or about the Lord and then someone comes along and puts them to music. But they are a blessing either way. This poem/hymn speaks of the great truth that Jesus is calling. He is calling the sinner to Himself and He is calling the saint to stay close by His side. Are we listening?
Justified Freely 