Hymns, Selected and Original ‎#725

725. Death! 'tis a melancholy day

1 Death! 'tis a melancholy day
To those who have no God,
When the poor soul is forc'd away,
To seek her last abode.

2 In vain to heaven 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 downward too,
And sing recovering grace.

5 He is a God of sovereign love,
That promis'd heaven 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
• Meter: C. M.
• Publication Date: 1828
• Topic: Death: Death of the wicked; Death dreadful or delightful

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