1 'Tis the day of grace and love,
Mercy hails you from above
Whither, sinner, would you stray?
Come to Jesus while you may.
2 Days and years have run to waste,
Life escapes with ceaseless haste,
Wherefore, sinner, would you stay?
Come to Jesus while you may.
3 Look around, the world will fade--
All by mortal eye surveyed--
Sinner, these will soon decay:
Come to Jesus while you may.
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| First Line: | Tis the day of grace and love |
| Publication Date: | 1887 |