Repent Today

Repent to­day! To­mor­row’s ris­ing sun

May see Thee in the cold em­brace of death;

Soon shall thy brief

un­cer­tain course be run—

This pre­sent hour may see thy lat­est breath.

Repent

re­pent! To­mor­row’s sun may nev­er rise

Before the Spir­it strives again with thee

Eternity may greet thy wak­ing eyes.

Repent to­day! So long thy stub­born will

Has ris­en in re­bel­lion ’gainst thy God—

Why wilt thou grieve and wound thy Mas­ter still?

He the Cre­at­or

and thy­self a clod?

Repent to­day! Still stands thy bless­èd Lord

And bids thee yield to Him a lov­ing heart;

O trust Him and be­lieve His prom­ised word

Nor long­er from His pre­sence dwell ap­art.

Repent to­day! Thou canst not tell the glo­ry

That waits thee in that hap­py home ab­ove

But an­gels strike their harps and tell the sto­ry

Of joys that bless the soul re­deemed by love.