1 Raise, thoughtless sinner, raise thine eye;
Behold God's balance lifted high:
There shall his justice be display'd,
And there thy hope and life be weigh'd.
2 See in one scale his perfect law;
Mark with what force its precepts draw:
Would'st thou the awful test sustain,
Thy works how light! thy thoughts how vain!
3 Great God! exert thy pow'r to save;
Deep on the heart this truth engrave;
Disperse the mist from sinner's eyes,
And make the wretched triflers wise.
4 O let them seize the present day,
Nor risk salvation by delay;
And, while they tremble, let them flee,
And find their help, their life, in thee.
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First Line: | Raise thoughtless sinner raise thine eye |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1814 |
Topic: | The Danger and Misery of Sin |