A Collection of Hymns, selected from sundry poets ‎#XXV

XXV. The Christian yearning over Sinners

1 When pity prompts me to look round
Upon this fellow clay,
See men reject the gospel sound,
Good God what shall I say!

2 My bowels yearn for dying men,
Doom'd to eternal woe;
Fain would I speak; but O 'tis in vain!
If God does not speak too.

3 O sinners, sinners, will you hear,
When in God's name I come;
Upon your peril don't forbear,
Lest hell should be your doom.

4 Now is the time, th' accepted hour,
O sinners come away!
The Saviour's knocking at the door,
Arise without delay.

5 O don't refuse to give him room,
Lest mercy should withdraw:
He'll then in robes of vengeance come
To execute his law.

6 Then where poor mortals, will you be,
If destitute of grace,
When you your injur'd judge shall see,
And stand before his face?

7 O could you shun that dreadful sight,
How would you wish to fly
To the dark shades of endless night,
From that all-searching eye!

8 But death and hell must all appear
And you among them stand
Before the great impartial bar,
Arraign'd at Christ's left hand.

9 No yearning bowels, pity then
Shall not affect my heart:
No, I shall surely say amen,
When Christ bids you depart.

10 Let not these warnings be in vain,
But lend a list'ning ear;
Lest you should meet them all again,
When wrap'd in keen despair.

Text Information

• First Line: When pity prompts me to look round
• Title: The Christian yearning over Sinners
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1791

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