1 Sinners, the city where you dwell
Is doom'd to fearful wo;
Those dark impending clouds foretell
The quick descending blow.
Chorus:
Sinners, the hiding-place is nigh,
The Saviour calls--away;
He is your only refuge--fly;
There’s danger in delay.
2 Beneath you shall the trembling ground
Quake with the wrath of God;
While all above you, and around,
Shall roll the fiery flood. [Chorus]
3 Haste from your revels and your mirth,
And all your carnal joys;
The day of wrath is bursting forth;
Oh! hasten to be wise. [Chorus]
4 Fly to the mountain, quickly fly;
Nor will your flight be vain;
’Tis God’s own house, and heaven is nigh;
Stay not in all the plain. [Chorus]
5 Angels, sweet messengers of love,
Lend them your rapid wing;
And thou, good Spirit, from above,
All needful succors bring. [Chorus]
6 Why do you tarry, trembling souls?
Haste ere the lightning's blaze;
Fly ere the rumbling thunders calls;
Fly to the hiding-place. [Chorus]
Source: The Minstrel of Zion: a book of religious songs, accompanied with appropriate music, chiefly original #85
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