Come to the Ark

Come to the ark—come to the ark;

To Je­sus come away:

The pes­ti­lence walks forth by night

The ar­rows fly by day.

Come to the ark—the wa­ters rise

The seas their bil­lows rear;

While dark­ness ga­thers o’er the skies

Behold a re­fuge near!

Come to the ark—all

all that weep

Beneath the sense of sin:

Without

deep call­eth un­to deep

But all is peace with­in.

Come to the ark—ere yet the flood

Your lin­ger­ing steps op­pose;

Come

for the door which op­en stood

Is now about to close.