I’ve Waited Too Long to Prepare

Dear friends

I have a sto­ry to tell

A sto­ry of woe

and des­pair;

My soul is doomed with de­mons to dwell—

I have wait­ed too long to pre­pare.

I’ve wait­ed too long

(I’ve wait­ed too long)

I’ve wait­ed too long to pre­pare.

I’ve an­chored my soul to the sin cursed shore

I’ve wait­ed too long to pre­pare.

I’ve heard the sto­ry of Christ’s love

The ci­ty so bright and so fair;

They bade me live for Heav­en ab­ove

But I’ve waited too long to pre­pare.

When friends would plead with me to come

I turned them away with­out care;

And now thro’ mist and dark­ness I see

I have wait­ed too long to pre­pare.

Too long the Sav­ior’s point­ed the way

And of­fered my bur­dens to share;

Alas

I’ve turned His kind­ness away!

Thus I’ve wait­ed too long to pre­pare.

O sin­ner

hear this mes­sage to you

’Tis filled with the words of des­pair;

And heed the call of warn­ing to­day—

You are wait­ing too long to pre­pare.