The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns ‎#LXIII

LXIII. Death! 'Tis a melancholy Day

1 Death! 'Tis a melancholy Day,
To those that have no God,
When the Poor Soul is forc'd away
To seek her last abode.

2 In vain to Heav'n she lifts her Eyes,
But Guilt, a heavy Chain,
Still drags her downward from the Skies,
To Darkness, Fire and Pain.

3 Awake and mourn, ye Heirs of hell,
Let stubborn Sinners fear;
You must be driv'n from Earth and dwell
A long For Ever there.

4 See how the Pit gapes wide for you,
And flashes in your Face;
And thou, my Soul, look downwards too,
And sing recov'ring Grace,

5 He is a God of Sov'reign Grace
That promis'd Heav'n to me;
And taught my Thoughts to soar above,
Where happy Spirits be.

6 Prepare me, Lord, for thy Right Hand,
Then come the joyful Day,
Come Death and some celestial Band,
To bear my Soul away.

Text Information

• First Line: Death! 'Tis a melancholy Day
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1791
• Topic: Death and Resurrection

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