Except Ye Repent

Have you ev­er closed your heart

To the Sav­ior’s ten­der claim?

Have you ev­er tak­en part

With the world against His name?

Lo! He calls for your re­pent­ance;

Now

poor wan­d’rer

tem­pest tossed

Hear the Mas­ter’s so­lemn mes­sage:

Come re­pent

or you are lost.

Have you heard how Je­sus died

On the cross that you might live?

Have you scorned the crim­son tide

Which eter­nal life can give?

Why in blind­ness do you wait

Wand’ring far­ther from the light

Loving things which you should hate

Sinking deep­er in­to night?

Soon the sum­mer days will go

And the har­vest time be past

Then will cease His plead­ing low

And your doom be sealed at last.

Oh

the tree that bears no fruit

Cannot al­ways cum’bring grow

For His blade will smite the root

And its beau­ty be laid low.