Out of the ark

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1 They dreamed not of danger, those sinners of old,
Whom Noah was chosen to warn;
By frequent transgression their hearts had grown cold;
They laughed his entreaties to scorn:
Yet daily he called them, "O come, sinner, come,
Believe, and prepare to embark!
Receive the glad message, and know there is room
For all who will come to the Ark,"
Receive the glad message, and know there is room
For all who will come to the Ark."

Chorus:
Then come, no more delaying,
The gracious call obeying;
O hear the Spirit saying,
"There's room for you today."
Today the word believing,
Today the truth receiving,
No more the Spirit grieving,
enter while you may.

2 He could not arouse them; unheeding they stood,
Unmoved by his warning and prayer;
The prophet passed in from the oncoming flood,
And left them to hopeless despair;
The floodgates were opened, the deluge came on,
The heavens as midnight grew dark,
Too late, then they turned ev-ry foothold was gone,
They perished in sight of the Ark.
Too late, then they turned, ev'ry foothold was gone,
They perished in sight of the Ark. [Chorus]

3 O sinners, the heralds of mercy implore,
They cry like the patriarch, "Come;"
The Ark of salvation is moored to your shore,
O enter while yet thee is room!
The storm cloud of Justice rolls dark over head,
And when by its fury you're tossed,
Alas, of your perishing souls 'twill be said,
"They heard they refused and were lost."
Alas, of your perishing souls 'twill be said,
"They heard they refused and were lost!"[Chorus]

4 And now while this message "Christ's coming is near"
God's servants by thousands proclaim,
Say not like those sinners of old, with a sneer,
"All things shall continue the same."
The prophets have spoken; their words are unsealed;
The judgment will shortly be o'er;
The arm of God's justice will soon be revealed,
And mercy invite you no more,
The arm of God's justice will soon be revealed,
And mercy invite you no more. [Chorus]



Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #1274

Author: Rebecca S. Pollard

Pseudonyms: Kate Harrington Born: September 20, 1831, Allegheny City, Pennsylvania. Died: May 29, 1917, Ft. Madison, Iowa. Buried: Farmington, Iowa. A teacher, writer and poet, Pollard spent her most productive years in Iowa. Her father, Professor N. R. Smith, was a playwright and authority on Shakespeare. She was married to New York poet and editor Oliver I. Taylor. She was the anonymous author of Emma Bartlett, or Prejudice and Fanaticism, a fictional reply to Uncle Tom’s Cabin, intended to expose the hypocrisy of Know-Nothingism. Pollard’s family moved to Ohio, then Kentucky, where she worked as a teacher. Later, she taught in Chicago, Illinois. Pollard lived in various Iowa cities, including Farmington, Keosauqua, Burling… Go to person page >

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First Line: They dreamed not of danger
Title: Out of the ark
Author: Rebecca S. Pollard
Refrain First Line: Then come, come, O come
Copyright: Public Domain

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