The Wandering Pilgrim

1 Wand'ring pilgrims, mourning Christians,
Weak and tempted lambs of Christ,
Who endure great tribulation,
And with sins are much distress'd
Christ has sent me to invite you,
To a rich and costly feast;
Let not shame nor pride prevent you,
Come, the sweet provision taste.

2 If you have a heart lamenting,
And bemoan your wretched case,
Come to Jesus Christ repenting,
He will give you gospel grace:
If you want a heart to fear him,
Love and serve him all your days,
Only come to Christ and ask him,
He will guide your feet always.

3 If your heart is unbelieving,
Doubting Jesus' pard'ning love,
Lay hard by Bethesday waiting,
Till the troubled waters move;
If no man appears to help you,
All their efforts prove but talk;
Jesus, Jesus he will cleanse you,
Rise take up your bed and walk.

4 If like Peter you are sinking,
In the sea of unbelief;
Wait with patience, always praying,
Christ will send you sweet relief;
He will give you grace and glory,
All your wants shall be supply'd,
Cana'n, Cana'n lies before you,
Rise and cross the swelling tide.

5 Death shall not destroy your comfort,
Christ shall guard you thro' the gloom;
Down he'll send a heav'nly convoy,
To convey you to his home;
There you'll spend your days in pleasure,
Free from ev'ry want and care:
Come, oh! come, my blessed Savior,
Fain my spirit would be there.

Source: Divine Hymns or Spiritual Songs, for the use of religious assemblies and private Christians: being a collection #XCIII