There’s an aw­ful day that’s com­ing,
Soon we’ll feel the judg­ment shock;
Then, poor sin­ner, seek a re­fuge
In the Ev­er­last­ing Rock.

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Come, poor sin­ner, get sal­va­tion
Ere all hope has fled away;
Heed the warn­ing, flee for re­fuge,
Come to Je­sus, come to­day.

O’er thy head thy sins are form­ing
Into clouds of threat­en­ing storm;
Hear the an­gry thun­ders roll­ing,
Soon the woe­ful blast will come.

Refrain

Stop, poor sin­ner, mad­ly heap­ing
Wrath against the day of wrath;
At thy hor­ror and thy weep­ing,
Frowning judg­ment will but laugh.

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Soon thy heart will stop its beat­ing,
Death, a sull­en, aw­ful flood,
End thy days so short and fleet­ing;
Quickly, sin­ner, come to God.

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Sinner, in this ve­ry mo­ment,
Ere the bil­lows sweep away
Grieved and slight­ed hopes of Hea­ven,
Flee for re­fuge while you may.

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