O sinner, mark thy fate!
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O sinner, mark thy fate!Soon will the Judge appear,And then thy cries will come too late—Too late for God to hear.
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The day of mercy gone,The Spirit grieved away,The cup, long filling, now o'erflown,Demands the vengeful day.
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Thy God, insulted, seemsTo draw his glittering sword;And o'er thy guilty head it gleams,To vindicate his word.
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One only hope I see;O sinner, seize it now;The blood that Jesus shed for thee!No other hope hast thou.