O, do not let the word depart,

And close thine eye against the light;

Poor sinner, harden not thy heart;

Thou wouldst be saved; why not to-night?

2 To-morrow’s sun may never rise

To bless thy long deluded sight;

This is the time; O, then be wise!

Thou wouldst be saved; why not to-night?

3 Our God in pity lingers still;

And wilt thou thus his love requite?

Renounce at length thy stubborn will;

Thou wouldst be saved; why not to-night?

4 Our blesséd Lord refuses none

Who would to him their souls unite;

Then be the work of grace begun:

Thou wouldst be saved; why not to-night?