Advent to Candlemas (Vol. 1)

Come, Jesus, Come

1. Come, Jesus Come: we cry aloud
To bring new hope to weary earth;
We cannot help ourselves, yet know
Cruel death will follow wondrous birth.

2. Come, Jesus, come, our eyes are burned
As pride and greed shed toxic light;
We cannot help ourselves yet know
Angels will promise heavenly sight.

3. Come Jesus come: our ears are drowned
In choirs of selfish blasphemy;
We cannot help ourselves yet know
Your selfless grace brings liberty.

4. Come Jesus Come: our hearts are sore
With beating to the idol's drum;
We cannot help ourselves but know
You are the one: Come, Jesus, Come!