What could your Redeemer do

More than he has done for you?

To procure your peace with God,

Could he more than shed his blood?

After all this flow of love,

All his drawings from above,

Why will you your Lord deny?

Why will you resolve to die?

2 Turn, he cries, O sinner, turn!

By his life your God hath sworn

He would have you turn and live,

He would all the world receive:

If your death were his delight,

Would he thus to life invite?

Would he ask, beseech and cry,

Why will you resolve to die?

3 Sinners, turn, while God is near!

He has left you naught to fear;

Now, e’en now, your Saviour stands,

All day long he spreads his hands:

Cries, “You will not happy be,

No, you will not come to me:

Me who life to none deny—

Why will you resolve to die?”

4 Can you doubt that God is love,

Who thus calls you from above?

Will you not his word receive?

Will you not his oath believe?

See, the suffering Lord appears;

Jesus weeps—believe his tears!

Mingled with his blood, they cry,

“Why will you resolve to die?”