1 Long has divine compassion strove
With this rebellious land;
O justice, long has pleading love
Withheld thy dreadful hand.
2 At lengths, ye people, lift your eyes,
Your crimes no more pursue;
Behold the gathering tempest rise,
And tremble at the view!
3 See, fraught with vengeance, how it spreads!
To mercy instant fly;
E’er yet it burst upon your heads,
Repent, repent—or die.
4 Late raging storm, ’twas mercy stayed,
Her voice destruction heard,
Th’impetuous winds her voice obeyed,
And awful justice spared.
5 Shall every warning be in vain
Your ruin to prevent?
Indulgent mercy calls again,
Return, repent! repent!
6 The voice, ye people, hear with awe,
O hear, and turn to God;
Lest mercy, long abused, withdraw,
And leave you to the rod.
7 Almighty God, Thy powerful grace
Can change us, and forgive;
Can save a guilty rebel race,
And say, Repent, and live.
8 O let Thy powerful grace appear,
And justice sheath her sword;
Then shall a rescued nation fear
And love and praise the Lord.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9474