Cherish Poems

Come Ye

Come ye unto the fountain,
Come ye and freely drink,
Plunge in and satisfy your thirst,
Why stand ye at the brink?

Hear ye the invitation,
He calls to those without,
The halt, the main, the deaf and blind,
He leaves nobody out.

Come ye He calls unto His saints,
To them that have believed,
Come ye that’s troubled and perplexed,
And your soul shall be relieved.

Come ye that’s thirsty, He doth call,
And drink until you’re filled,
Thirsting for salvation,
Or thirsting to be healed.

It’s all in the Living Water,
That flows to thirsty souls,
Come ye and drink, the Lord doth call,
Come ye and be made whole!

by
Marjorie Lee Boulware