8 Come, O Precious Ransom, Come

1 Come, O precious Ransom, come, Only Hope for sinful mortals! Come, O Savior of the world! Open are to you all portals. Come, your beauty let us view; Anxiously we wait for you. 2 Enter now my waiting heart, Glorious King and Lord most holy. Dwell in me and ne'er depart, Though I am but poor and lowly. Ah, what riches will be mine When you are my guest divine! 3 My hosannas and my palms Graciously receive, I pray you. Evermore, as best I can, Savior, I will homage pay you. And in faith I will embrace, Lord, your merit through your grace. 4 Hail, hosanna, David's Son! Help, Lord; hear our supplication! Let your kingdom, scepter, crown Bring us blessing and salvation That forever we may sing: Hail, hosanna! to our King.