Awake, ye sleep­ing souls, awake,
And hear the God of Is­ra­el speak;
His word is faith­ful, firm and true,
Sinners, at­tend, He speaks to you.

Mercy and ven­geance in Me dwell,
One lifts to Heav’n, one casts to hell;
My favor’s more than life, My wrath
Will burn be­yond the bounds of death.

Short is the space, and death must come,
And af­ter death the day of doom,
When quick and dead the Judge shall call,
And deal their due de­serts to all.

Fixed in their ev­er­last­ing state,
Could men re­pent, ’twere then too late;
Justice has bolt­ed mer­cy’s door,
And God’s long suf­fer­ing is no more.

’Tis now the Gos­pel mes­sage sent
Commands rep­ent­ance—now re­pent;
Wisely be warned to re­fuge run,
Obey the Fa­ther, kiss the Son.

In Christ re­ceive the gift of God,
Complete re­demp­tion thro’ His blood:
Mercy tri­um­phant, sin for­giv’n,
And ev­er­last­ing life in Heav’n.