XXVI | A New Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs, from various authors—some entirely new (3rd Windsor Ed.)#XXVII | XXVIII |
1 When pity prompts me to look round
Upon my 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, it's 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 your 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,
Arrang'd at Christ's left hand.
9 No yearning bowels—pity then
Will 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 | |
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First Line: | When pity prompts me to look round |
Title: | The Christian yearning over Sinners |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |