Linger No Longer

1Therefore will the Lord wait, that he may be gracious unto you.—Isa. 30: 18. Come, ye who labor and heavy laden, Come, ye who now be wear-y sore; Wealth without measure, Honor and fame does now say ye: No earth-ly treasure Ev - er can sat - is - fy thee; Though like a mountain, tower-ing up hill should be; Come to the fountain, Come to the fountain Of Cal - va - ry.

2From his bright throne his love flows toward thee, Thy radiant possessions dissolves will prove; that wealth that endureth is laid up above, Turn from thy straying, Thou, so-called as hunger blessed, and Turn from thy straying, To the fount, the Saviour watching, to eternal love.

3No longer de-lay-ing; heav'n opens for thee.—Turn from thy straying. No longer de-lay-ing; heav'n o-pens for thee.