Allured by Sin’s Deceitful Arts

Allured by sin’s de­ceitf­ul arts

Unhappy men de­part from God;

To Satan yield their trea­cher­ous hearts

And fear­less tread the down­ward road.

Still they in­crease their load of guilt

Thoughtless amidst a thou­sand woes;

Or if some pangs of grief are felt

Those sud­den pangs they quick­ly lose.

They bid de­fi­ance to the skies

And dare th’Al­migh­ty to His face;

His aw­ful threat’n­ings they des­pise

And cast con­tempt upon His grace.

But the de­ci­sive day will come

And uni­vers­al ter­ror spread;

Then God will fix their fi­nal doom

And ven­geance strike the re­bels dead.

Bound fast in ada­man­tine chains

Their nu­mer­ous fol­lies they will mourn;

Shall suf­fer un­re­mit­ting pains

And ev­er sin and ev­er burn.