There Will Come a Last Time

With mar­vel­ous pa­tience

Has Je­sus been stand­ing

Again and again at

The door of thy heart;

He will not be al­ways

Thus scorned and re­ject­ed

But

wea­ried and grieved

may

Forever de­part.

There’ll come a last time

A last time

friend;

Thy sea­son of grace will be o’er;

There’ll come a last time

There’ll come a last time

And mer­cy will knock no more.

The Sav­ior who died on

The cross to re­deem thee

As thy in­ter­cess­or

Imploringly stands;

Thy case with the Fa­ther

He ev­er­more plead­eth

And points to the prints of

The nails in His hands.

There’ll come a last time

A last time

friend;

Thy sea­son of grace will be o’er;

There’ll come a last time

There’ll come a last time

And Je­sus will plead no more.

To high­er at­tain­ments

The Spir­it is call­ing

And bids thee in full­ness

Of bless­ing re­joice;

The years have gone by with

His call­ing un­heed­ed

And faint­er and faint­er

Now grow­eth His voice.

There’ll come a last time

A last time

friend;

Thy sea­son of grace will be o’er;

There’ll come a last time

There’ll come a last time

The Spir­it will call no more.

Be warned of thy dan­ger

Accept of God’s mer­cy

Lest

kin­dled against thee

His an­ger should burn

Lest jus­tice pre­vail and

Thy sea­son be ov­er;

Then vain all thy ef­forts

To Christ to return.

There’ll come a last time

A last time

friend;

Thy sea­son of grace will be o’er;

There’ll come a last time

There’ll come a last time

Thy soul shall be lost ev­er­more.