Gather them in, for there yet is room
At the feast that a King has spread;
Oh, gather them in, let His house be filled,
And the hungry and poor be fed.
Out in the highway, out in the byway,
Out in the dark depths of sin,
Go forth, go forth with a loving heart,
And gather the wand’rers in.
Gather them in, for there yet is room;
But our hearts, how they throb with pain,
To think of the many who slight the call
That may never be heard again.
Gather them in, for there yet is room,
‘Tis a message from God above;
Oh, gather them in to the fold of grace,
And the arms of the Savior’s love.