At The Cross There's Room
Fanny J. Crosby (1871)
Rev. Robert Lowry

Mourner, wheresoe'er thou art, At the cross there's room;
Tell the burden of thy heart; At the cross there's room;
Tell it in they Saviour's ear, Cast away thy every fear,
Only speak, and He will hear; At the cross there's room.

Thoughtless sinner, come today; At the cross there's room;
Hark ! the Bride and Spirit say, At the cross there's room;
Now a living fountain see, Opened there for you and me, 
Rich and poor, for bond and free; At the cross there's room.

Blessed thought! For every one, At the cross there's room;
Love's atoning work is done; At the cross there's room;
Streams of boundless mercy flow, Free to all who thither go,
O that all the world might know; At the cross there's room.