1 "’Tis all too late," the sinner cries,
Deluded by his sin,
Nor yet believes His Savior died
A sinful world to win.
2 Lord! turn us to Thy cross, that so
This dark delusion break;
Thy Spirit work in us to know
Salvation for Thy sake.
3 There is no mystery in faith,
To know, obey, and love,
The word that marks our earthly path,
And tells of Heaven above.
4 The mystery’s in sin, whereby
We hide us from Thy face:
And full of self and woe, deny
The richness of Thy grace.
5 Have mercy, Lord, that we unlearn
This treacherous mystery,
And deeply own the cross, discern
The hope that rests in Thee.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11238
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|The Cyber Hymnal #11238||'Tis All Too Late||"’Tis all too late," the sinner cries||GRÄFENBERG||William W. Hull||CM||<cite>A Collection of Prayers for Household Use</cite> (Oxford: J. Parker, 1828) alt.|