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Bring your sick, your restless fevered,
Filled with anxious shaking moans,
Who would kill for some relief from
All the itching in their bones.
Who still search for some elixir
That could ease their gasping breath,
Some sweet drink to drive the poison
From the writhing in their head.

Bring your wounded, all your broken,
Who can’t stand up on their own.
Who are weak beyond dignity,
Who will never become strong.
They will only need more helping—
Each investment is a loss.
Yes, bring all those who could never return any of their cost

Jesus Christ, says “Gather to me,
all you lost, you poor, you dead!
I’m your sacrifice, your ransom,
I was given in your stead.
I have found you, freed you, healed you,
my compassion you can trust,
I redeem the undeserving,
I am generous with my love.

Bring your fearful, bring your cowards,
Bring your hiding, cornered strays.
Those who fly at every shadow,
Those who run without a chase.
Bring the cursed, abused, neglected,
Who have lived their lives in caves,
Who distrust the light as darkness,
While they long to be embraced.

Jesus Christ, says “Gather to me,
all you lost, you poor, you dead!
I’m your sacrifice, your ransom,
I was given in your stead.
I have found you, freed you, healed you,
my compassion you can trust,
I redeem the undeserving,
I am generous with my love.

Bring your bound, the souls imprisoned,
Bullied by the threat of pain,
Who have tried and tried for freedom,
But have always failed escape.
Those who live with their aggressor,
Whisp’ring doubts into their ear,
Who dare not hope on a savior,
Lest they be crushed by despair.

Jesus Christ, says “Gather to me,
all you lost, you poor, you dead!
I’m your sacrifice, your ransom,
I was given in your stead.
I have found you, freed you, healed you,
my compassion you can trust,
I redeem the undeserving,
I am generous with my love.

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from Simple Words: The Music of Nathan Partain, released June 21, 2017

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