When I say unto the wicked, Ezekiel 3:18
Thou shalt surely die, and thou givest him not warning nor speakest to warn the wicked from his wicked way, to save his life; the same wicked man shall die in his iniquity; but his blood will I require at thine hand.
Church of the living God, awake!
Awake from thy sinful sleep!
Dost thou not hear thy brothers’ cry
Still sounding o’er the deep?
Is it naught that one of every four
Of all the human race
Should in China die, having never heard
The Gospel of God’s grace?
Canst thou shut thine ear to the awful sound,
The voice of thy brothers’ blood,
A million a month in China
Are dying without God.
Watchman of God, thou seest now
The sword of destruction come;
Why soundest not the warning cry
’Mid hosts of heathendom?
God says that if thou warnest not
The wicked at His command,
He shall perish but His blood shall be
Requirèd at thy hand.
Go, for the Savior sends thee forth
To call from the distant East
Idolaters for whom Christ died,
To Heaven’s marriage feast.
The Gospel that thou hearest now
The pow’r of God shall prove
To triumph o’er the souls of men
By th’omnipotence of love.