1 Prisoners of sin, and Satan, too,
The Saviour calls, he calls for you;
Ye who have sold yourselves for naught,
Jesus your liberty hath bought.

2 He came to set the captive free,
He came to publish liberty;
To bind the broken-hearted up,
And give despairing pris'ners hope.

3 Prisoners of hope, why will you die?
Why from the only refuge fly?
Jesus, our hiding-place and tower,
Invites the guilty and the poor.