The Bells of Conscience

The con­science of child­hood is speak­ing in whis­pers

Oh come to the Sav­ior and give Him your life;

Of such is the king­dom of Heav­en

says Je­sus

So then seek Him ear­ly

and en­ter the strife.

The bells of your con­science are ring­ing

The bells

the bells;

The bells of your con­science are ring­ing

Saying

Sin­ner

oh

come home.

The con­science of young men and maid­ens is call­ing

In ear­nest ap­peals for the strength of your will;

The work of your mas­ter

it needs all your ef­forts

To bear all life’s bur­dens

and Christ’s law ful­fill.

The con­science of man­hood is loud­ly ap­peal­ing

And saying

Oh

come in the noon­tide of day;

The sands of the hour­glass are slow­ly re­ced­ing

So start for the king­dom

and do not de­lay.

The con­science of old age is hea­vi­ly la­den

With sins which thro’ life have been hea­vy to bear;

But Je­sus is able to roll off thy bur­den

To cleanse you from ev­il and lift ev­ery care.