Hymnal: The Pilgrim's Hymn Book
Date: 1816
Compiler: Joseph Thomas
Publisher/Printer: J Foster
First Line: Hear O starving worldlings hear
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: LM
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Hymn Number: LXXXV
Page Number: 110, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsHear! O starving worldlings, hear!
Your days are short, your doom is near;
Soon you must leave this mortal shore,
And all your goods will be no more.
Although you dream that all is well,
You'er gliding down the way to hell;
And while you'er musing in your dream,
The devil triumphs in his scheme.
You labor hard on earth to find
Some sensual joys to please the mind,
But know that all the joys you have,
Will never reach beyond the grave.
O leave the treach'rous paths you've trod,
And turn ye starving souls, to God,
The bread of life is at your door;
O taste and starve your souls no more.