Come to the Father’s house
Come ere the day be gone;
Tempests are gath’ring fast
Darkness is coming on.
Fly
for the tempest is coming
Sweeping the fields of sin;
Knock at the portals of mercy
Jesus will let you in.
Look at the weary way
Look where thy feet have trod
Finding no rest nor peace
Wand’ring away from God.
Haste from the fields of sin
Fly for thy life today;
Come to our Father’s house;
Enter the narrow way.
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