Sinner, oh why so thoughtless grown?
Why in such dreadful haste to die?
Daring to leap to worlds unknown,
Heedless against thy God to fly.

Wilt thou despise eternal fate,
Urged on by sin’s delusive dreams?
Madly attempt th’infernal gate,
And force thy passage thru the flames.

Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains,
And hear the Lord of life unfold
The glory of His dying pains,
For ever telling, yet untold.

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