153. Song of the Lost Soul

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
First Line: Alas, alas, my day is pass'd!
Title: Song of the Lost Soul
Author: W. E. Penn
Publication Date: 1888
Tune Information
Name: [Alas, alas, my day is pass'd!]
Composer: J. M. Hunt
Arranger: F. A. B.
Key: d minor



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