Heav’nly truth in love dispensèd;
Few
alas
with joy embrace:
Closed their eyes and ears to mercy
Sinners slight the God of grace:
Self-deluded
Downwards rush with rapid pace.
Though Jehovah often speaketh
Hardened
they refuse to hear
Carnal pleasures still pursuing
They are caught in Satan’s snare:
Disappointed
Yet the world is still their care.
Lord
these careless souls to waken
Send Thy Holy Spirit down;
Now the labors of Thy servants
With Thy special blessing crown:
To the wanderers
Be Thy grace and mercy shown.
Let fair Zion’s sons be gathered
Own Thee as their sovereign head;
In remotest lands and nations
May Thy glorious Gospel spread:
Power celestial
Raise to life the numerous dead.
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