1 Repent, the voice celestial cries,
Nor longer dare delay:
The wretch that scorns the mandate dies,
And meets a fiery day.

2 No more the sovereign eye of God
O'er looks the crimes of men;
His heralds are dispatch'd abroad
To warn the world of sin.

3 The summons reach thro' all the earth;
Let earth attend and fear:
Listen, ye men of royal birth,
And let your vassals hear.

4 Together in his presence bow,
And all your guilt confess;
Embrace the blessed Savior now,
Nor trifle with his grace.

5 Bow, 'ere the awful trumpet sound,
And call you to his bar;
For mercy knows the appointed bound,
And turns to vengeance there.

6 Amazing love, that yet will call,
And yet prolong our days!
Our hearts subdu'd by goodness fall,
And weep, and love, and praise.