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- Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2012-12-01). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 47 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download.
General Information
Title: Ho. Everyone that thirsts draw nigh
Composer: Benjamin Milgrove
Lyricist: Charles Wesley
Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: STB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn
Language: English
Instruments: Organ
Published: "16 Hymns", 1768
Description: The general congregation (sometimes divided into men and women) should sing the Air, accompanying harmonies to be taken by the choir.
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Original text and translations
English text
Ho. Everyone that thirsts draw nigh,
'Tis God invites the fallen race:
Mercy and free salvation buy,
Buy wine and milk and gospel grace.
Come, to the living waters, come,
Sinners, obey your Maker's call:
Return, ye weary wanderers, home,
And find my grace reached out to all.
See, from the rock a fountain rise;
For you in healing streams it rolls.
Money ye need not bring, nor price,
Ye labouring, burdened sin-sick souls.
Nothing ye in exchange shall give:
Leave all ye have, and are, behind;
Frankly the gift of God receive;
Pardon and grace in Jesus find.