Sinners in Vain Expect

Sinners in vain ex­pect

Among the just t’ap­pear;

God’s threat­en­ing word and flam­ing sword

Forbid an en­trance there.

Depart

ye hard­ened race

Heav’n’s lof­ty gates are barred;

Nor can you force a pas­sage through

Or bribe the watch­ful guard.

Time was that Je­sus spread

His kind in­vit­ing arms;

But you re­ject­ed all His calls

And slight­ed all His charms.

The Sav­ior you des­pised

Now dooms you down to hell;

There with con­found­ing hor­ror seized

In fie­ry deeps to dwell.

How will your hearts en­dure?

How can your hands be strong

When He shall ven­geance take

to whom

All ven­geance doth be­long.