A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy ‎#452

452. Now, in the heat of youthful blood

1 Now, in the heat of youthful blood,
Remember your Creator, God.
Behold, the months come hast'ning on,
When you shall say, "My joys are gone!"

2 God from on high beholds your thoughts;
His book records your secret faults:
The works of darkness men have done
Must all appear before the sun.

3 Behold, the aged sinner goes,
Laden with guilt and heavy woes,
Down to the regions of the dead,
With bitt'rest curses on his head.

4 The dust returns to dust again;
The soul, in agonies of pain,
Ascends to God, not there to dwell,
But hears her doom, and sinks to hell.

5 God of the young! turn off their eyes
From earth's alluring vanities;
And let the warnings of thy word
Awake their souls to fear the Lord!

Text Information

• First Line: Now, in the heat of youthful blood
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1814
• Topic: Particular Occasions and Circumstances: For the Young, And Old
• Notes: Public Domain.

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