Sinner Secure, the Writing See!

Sinner se­cure

the writ­ing see!

Death

judg­ment

hell it speaks to thee;

The num­ber of thy days

Is fin­ished in a mo­ment here

With hor­ror then thou must ap­pear

Before thy Judge’s face.

Weighed in the scale

thou want­ing art

And when thy soul and bo­dy part

Thy guil­ty spir­it flies

From earth

with kin­dred fiends to dwell

Condemned the se­cond death to feel

The death that nev­er dies.