“Repent,” the Voice Celestial Cries

Repent

the voice ce­les­ti­al cries

Nor long­er dare de­lay:

The wretch that scorns the man­date dies

And meets a fie­ry day.

No more the sov­er­eign eye of God

O’erlooks the crimes of men;

His her­alds are dis­patched abroad

To warn the world of sin.

The sum­mons reach thro’ all the earth;

Let Earth at­tend and fear:

Listen

ye men of roy­al birth

And let their vas­sals hear.

Together in His pre­sence bow

And all your guilt con­fess;

Accept the of­fered Sav­ior now

Nor tri­fle with the grace.

Bow

e’er the aw­ful trum­pet sound

And call you to His bar;

For mer­cy knows th’ap­point­ed bound

And turns to ven­geance there.

Amazing Love

that yet will call

And yet pro­long our days!

Our hearts sub­dued by good­ness fall

And weep

and love

and praise.