1 Give ear, O earth, give ear!
Depths of the mighty sea!
Give ear, O man! Give ear,
All ’neath the sun that be!

2 The day of wrath draws near,
The dreadful day of doom;
The sinner’s bitter day,
It maketh haste to come.

3 Then shall these ancient skies
Roll up and pass away;
The sun shall blush, and hide
Its face in dread dismay.

4 The moon shall change and flee;
The noon grow dark as night;
The stars shall fall to earth
In wild and sore affright.

5 Alas! alas! alas!
To whom, in that great day,
Shall the sad sinner flee,
On whom for refuge stay?

6 Lost, lost, for ever lost!
"Too late! too late!" he cries;
Lost, lost, for ever lost!
The second death he dies.

7 O Jesu, save and bless,
O Son of God on high:
Then safe in Thee we live,
And safe in Thee we die.

8 Safe to the holy hills,
Safe to the city blest;
Safe from the toil below,
Thou leadest to Thy rest.