Come, Come to Jesus (Acts 2)

All you devoted in your faith,
You very wise in earthly ways,
Come, come to Jesus
All you of knowledge well possessed,
And those with scripture’s truths impressed,
Come, come to Jesus.

And all you from your ethnic berth,
Of every tongue and tribe on earth,
Come, come to Jesus.
You Jews and Arabs, Greek and Hun,
Tibetan, Celt, and Amazon,
Come, Come to Jesus.

And all you bent by Babel’s cares,
And worried by your worldly wares,
Come, Come to Jesus.
All you distracted by the curse,
Who look to food, or sword, or purse,
Come, come to Jesus

All you ensnared by all your sin,
Who are among the worst of men,
Come, come to Jesus.
All you who live in mankind’s dark,
Who have an unrepentant heart,
Come, come to Jesus.

And you oppressed by various woes,
Afflicted by your flesh or foes,
Come, come to Jesus.
All you who see rebellion’s weight,
Who understand what you must pay,
Come, come to Jesus.

All you who crucified the Christ,
Who sold your souls to Satan’s lies,
Come, come to Jesus.
Redeemed, condemned, you rich, you poor,
You righteous, sinner, chaste, or whore,
Come, come to Jesus.

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Justice (Psalm 35:19-28)

O Lord, behold my enemies,
Their tongues are full of lies,
With winking in their eyes,
Their hearts are full of treacheries,
Deception all they speak,
And never seeking peace.

They rise in falsehood in the court,
With open mouths they lean,
And say, “our eyes have seen!”
O Lord, hear then their false report?
Then be not far from me,
Nor in this silence be.

Arise in justice for my case!
For You know what is right,
So for Your servant fight.
And put back justice in its place,
In righteousness ascend,
And put their joy to end.

Do not then let them be content,
Who say, “our dream’s fulfilled,
We’ve swallowed and we’ve killed.”
Since they rejoiced in wickedness,
Their face will blush with shame,
That they might seek Your name.

Yet those who seek Your righteousness,
Will sing in joyful state,
Proclaiming God is great.
I think then on Your faithfulness,
Affirming day and night,
That You are good and right.

Meditation (Psalm 32:1-6)

(To the tune of “Ar Èireann Nì Neosainn Cè hì”)

Oh how blessed is the man God redeems,
He whose sins have been taken away.
Oh how bless is the man God calls clean,
Who is righteous in all of his ways.
But the weight of my sins as a chain,
In a moment would strangle my soul.
Yet You poured on Yourself all my pain,
And my punishment You paid in full.

I endeavored to fight sin alone,
God, Your hand it was heavy on me.
How my soul burned! My vigor had flown.
How my bones groaned in my misery!
I acknowledge my faults where I stand,
All my sins I confess openly,
On myself I have pointed my hand,
But You take all my sins off of me.

Let me teach all the nations Your praise,
And a song of deliverance sing.
Let me show all the peoples their place,
As we bow at the feet of our King.
So whenever the harvest abounds,
Or when we are a byword and loathed,
At all times, Lord, You may still be found,
In Your righteousness ever we’re clothed.