Text: | Song of the Lost Soul |
Author: | W. E. Penn |
Tune: | [Alas, alas, my day is pass'd!] |
Arranger: | F. A. B. |
Composer: | J. M. Hunt |
1. Alas, alas, my day is pass'd!
My day of grace is gone;
And I am left sorely distrest,
A wanderer forlorn!
What can I do, where can I go?
Ah! whether can I fly?
For I am lost, forever lost!
No God to hear my cry.
2. I cannot tell how oft, how well
The warnings have been given;
But this I know, ah, yes, I know
That I rejected heaven.
Oh, awful tho't it comes unsought
That oft did God invite,
And whispered, "Come, for yet there's room"
But I that voice did slight.
3. And now I know, ah, yes, I know
I am forever lost!
No Saviour nigh to hear my cry,
My soul is tempest tossed!
My sinner friends, there's no amends,
No Saviour in the grave;
I warn you now, to Jesus bow,
That He your souls may save.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Alas, alas, my day is pass'd! |
Title: | Song of the Lost Soul |
Author: | W. E. Penn |
Publication Date: | 1888 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [Alas, alas, my day is pass'd!] |
Composer: | J. M. Hunt |
Arranger: | F. A. B. |
Key: | d minor |