1. I seem to hear a voice within,
A friendly voice in accents low;
Which warns me that the ways of sin,
Lead down to endless death and woe.
It is the voice of love divine,
That utters thus a warning kind,
That whispers to this heart of mine,
Seek now, if mercy you would find.
2. Though all around seems bright and fair,
Yet deadly evil lurks within,
And if you still retain it there,
You'll surely perish in your sin.
3. Life's op'ning morn may smile to-day,
To-morrow gloomy death may call;
Yet now the Maker's voice obey,
Then shall death's summons ne'er appal.
4. Yes, go to Jesus, who was slain,
To ransom guilty ones from woe,
His blood can cleanse sin's every stain,
His friendship endless bliss bestow.
5. Seek while thy Father waits to bless,
Seek while the Saviour will forgive,
Seek while the Spirit, rich in grace,
Will help thee turn to God and live.
Grove Songs #2, 1873