Escape for Thy Life

See So­dom wrapped in fire!

And hark

what pierc­ing shrieks!

Those dar­ing re­bels now ex­pire

For God in jus­tice speaks.

O sin­ner

mark thy fate;

Soon will the Judge ap­pear;

And then thy cries will come too late;

Too late for God to hear.

Thy day of mer­cy gone

The Spir­it grieved away

Thy cup

long fill­ing

now o’er­flown

Demands the venge­ful day.

Thy God

in­sult­ed

seems

To draw His glit­ter­ing sword;

And o’er thy guil­ty head it gleams

To vin­di­cate His Word.

One on­ly hope I see;

O

sin­ner

seize it now—

The blood that Je­sus shed for thee—

No oth­er hope hast thou.