The con­science of child­hood is speak­ing in whis­pers,
Oh come to the Sav­ior and give Him your life;
Of such is the king­dom of Hea­ven, says Je­sus,
So then seek Him ear­ly, and en­ter the strife.

Refrain

The bells of your con­science are ring­ing,
The bells, the bells;
The bells of your con­science are ring­ing,
Saying, Sin­ner, oh, come home.

The con­science of young men and maid­ens is call­ing,
In ear­nest ap­peals for the strength of your will;
The work of your mas­ter, it needs all your ef­forts,
To bear all life’s bur­dens, and Christ’s law ful­fill.

Refrain

The con­science of man­hood is loud­ly appeal­ing,
And saying, Oh, come in the noon­tide of day;
The sands of the hour­glass are slow­ly re­ced­ing,
So start for the king­dom, and do not de­lay.

Refrain

The con­science of old age is hea­vi­ly la­den
With sins which thro’ life have been hea­vy to bear;
But Je­sus is able to roll off thy bur­den,
To cleanse you from ev­il and lift ev­ery care.

Refrain