Come ye sinners poor and needy Come ye wounded weak and worn There's a harbor for the broken Where the hopeless are reborn Come ye lost afraid forgotten Let your wandering souls find rest At your hearts door He is knocking For His precious blood was she'd He is able He is able Christ is able still to save Come ye sinners poor and needy Sing to Him our song of praise Come ye ransomed and forgiven Come ye rescued from the grave Rise and worship Christ our Savior For the glory of His name He is able He is able Christ is able still to save Come ye sinners poor and needy Sing to Him our song of praise In the stillness of the morning In the quiet of the dawn Praise will rise as darkness scatters And our song goes on and on! He is able He is able Christ is able still to save Come ye sinners poor and needy Sing to Him our song of praise (Sing Twice On Ending)