SONG 13. The Danger of Delay.
I
Why should I say, ‘'Tis yet too soon
‘To seek for heav'n, or think of death?’
A flow'r may fade before 'tis noon,
And I this day may lose my breath.
II
If this rebellious heart of mine
Despise the gracious calls of heav'n;
I may be harden'd in my sin,
And never have repentance giv'n.
III
What if the Lord grow wroth and swear
While I refuse to read and pray,
That he'll refuse to lend an ear
To all my groans another day!
IV
What if his dreadful anger burn,
While I refuse his offer'd grace,
And all his love to fury turn,
And strike me dead upon the place!
V
'Tis dang'rous to provoke a God!
His pow'r and vengeance none can tell;
One stroke of his almighty rod
Shall send young sinners quick to hell.
VI
Then 'twill for ever be in vain
To cry for pardon and for grace;
To wish I had my time again,
Or hope to see my Maker's face.
