The Cyber Hymnal ‎#12925

12925. Vain Man, Thy Fond Pursuits Forbear

1 Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear—
Repent, thine end is nigh;
Death at the farthest can’t be far:
Oh! think before thou die.

2 Reflect, thou hast a soul to save;
Thy sins, how high they mount!
What are thy hopes beyond the grave?
How stands that dark account?

3 Death enters, and there’s no defense;
His time there’s none can tell;
He’ll in a moment call thee hence,
To Heaven, or to hell.

4 Thy flesh, perhaps thy greatest care,
Shall crawling worms consume;
But, ah! destruction stops not there;
Sin kills beyond the tomb.

5 Today, the Gospel calls, today,
Sinners, it speaks to you;
Let every one forsake his way,
And mercy will ensue.

6 Rich mercy, dearly bought with blood,
How vile soe’er he be;
Abundant pardon, peace with God,
All giv’n entirely free.

Text Information

• First Line: Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear
• Title: Vain Man, Thy Fond Pursuits Forbear
• Author: Joseph Hart (1759)
• Meter: CM
• Language: English
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: CLAUDIUS
• Composer: Arthur Henry Mann (1905)
• Meter: CM
• Key: e minor or modal
• Copyright: Public Domain