399 Come to Calvary's holy mountain,

1 Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners, ruined by the fall; Here a pure and healing fountain Flows to you, to me, to all; In a full perpetual tide, Opened when our Savior died. 2 Come in poverty and meanness, Come defiled, without, within; From infection and uncleanness, From the leprosy of sin, Wash your robes and make them white; Ye shall walk with God in light. 3 Come in sorrow and contrition, Wounded, impotent, and blind; Here the guilty free remission, Here the troubled peace may find: Health this fountain will restore; He that drinks shall thirst no more. 4 He that drinks shall live for ever; 'Tis a soul-renewing flood: God is faithful; God will never Break His covenant of blood, Signed when our Redeemer died, Sealed when He was glorified.