Hymnal: Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs
Date: 1843
Compiler: A Campbell/ W Scott/ B W Stone/ J T Johnson
Publisher/Printer: A Campbell
First Line: When blooming youth is snatch'd away
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Meter: CM
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Hymn Number: Hymn 204 (part II)
Page Number: 174 (part II), click to see hymnal pages
LyicsWHEN blooming youth is snatch'd away
By death's resistless hand,
Our hearts the mournful tribute pay,
Which pity must demand.
While pity prompts the rising sigh,
O may this truth, imprest
With awful pow'r-I too must die-
Sink deep in ev'ry breast.
Let this vain world engage no more;
Behold the gaping tomb!
It bids us seize the present hour;
To-morrow death may come.
The voice of this alarming scene
May every heart obey;
Nor be the heav'nly warning vain,
Which calls to watch and pray.
O may we fly, to Jesus fly!
Whose pow'rful arm can save;
Then shall our hopes ascend on high,
And triumph o'er the grave.
Great God, thy sov'reign grace impart,
With cleansing, healing power;
This only can prepare the heart
For death's soul trying hour.