Hymnal: Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs
Date: 1834
Compiler: A Campbell/ W Scott/ B W Stone/ J T Johnson
Publisher/Printer: A Campbell
First Line: Stop poor sinner stop and think
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: PM
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Hymn Number: Song 134
Page Number: 205, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsStop, poor sinner, stop and think
Before you farther go!
Will you sport upon the brink
Of everlasting woe?
All your sins will round you crowd,
Sins of a blood-crimson dye;
Each for vengeance crying loud,
And what can you reply!
Say, have you an arm like God,
That you his will oppose?
Fear you not that iron rod
With which he breaks his foes?
Can you stand in that dread day,
When he judgment shall proclaim,
And the earth shall melt away
Like wax before the flame?
Though your heart be made of steel,
Your forehead lin'd with brass,
God at length will make you feel,
He will not let you pass:
Sinners then in vain will call,
(Though they now despise his grace)
Rocks and mountains on us fall,
And hide us from his face.
But as yet there is a hope
You may his mercy know;
Though his arm is lifted up,
He still forbears the blow:
'Twas for sinners Jesus died,
Sinners he invites to come;
None who come shall be deni'd,
He says, "There still is room."