1 Sin has undone our wretched race,
But Jesus has restor'd,
And brought the sinner face to face
With his forgiving Lord.

2 This we repeat from year to year,
And press upon our youth;
Lord give them an attentive ear,
Lord save them by thy truth.

3 Blessings upon the rising race!
Make this an happy hour,
According to thy richest grace,
And thine almighty pow'r.

4 We feel for your unhappy state,
(May you regard it too)
And would a while ourselves forget,
To pour out pray'r for you.

5 We see, though you perceive it not,
The approaching awful doom;
O tremble at the solemn thought,
And flee the wrath to come!

6 Dear Saviour, let this new-born year,
Spread an alarm abroad;
And cry in ev'ry careless ear,
"Prepare to meet thy God!"