1 Sinner, art thou still secure?
Wilt thou still refuse to pray?
Can thy heart or hands endure
In the Lord's avenging day!
2 See, his mighty arm is bared!
Awful terrors clothe his brow!
For his judgment stand prepared,
Thou must either break or bow.
3 At his presence nature shakes,
Earth affrighted hastes to flee;
Solid mountains melt like wax,
What will then become of thee?
4 Who his advent may abide?
You that glory in your shame,
Will you find a place to hide
When the world is wrapped in flame?
5 Then the rich, the great, the wise,
Trembling, guilty, self-condemned;
Must behold the wrathful eyes
Of the Judge they once blasphemed.
6 Where are now their haughty looks,
Oh, their horror and despair!
When they see the opened books,
And their dreadful sentence hear!
7 Lord, prepare us by thy grace!
Soon we must resign our breath;
And our souls be called to pass
Through the iron gate of death.
8 Let us now our day improve,
Listen to the gospel voice;
Seek the things that are above;
Scorn the world's pretended joys.
The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the most approved authors, 1799
|Instances (1 - 1 of 1)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|The Cyber Hymnal #5892||Sinner, Art Thou Still Secure?||Sinner, art thou still secure?||PLEYEL'S HYMN||John Newton||77.77||<cite>Olney Hymns</cite> (London: W. Oliver, 1779)|