How sad it would be, if when thou didst call,
All hope­less and un­for­giv­en,
The an­gel that stands at the beau­ti­ful gate,
Should an­swer, No room in Hea­ven.

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Sad, sad, sad would it be!
No room in Hea­ven for thee!
No room, no room,
No room in Hea­ven for thee!
No room, no room,
No room in Hea­ven for thee!

How sad it would be, the har­vest all past,
The bright sum­mer days all over;
To know that the reap­ers had ga­thered the grain,
And left thee alone for­ev­er.

Refrain

Oh, haste thee, and fly, while mer­cy is near,
Remember the love that He gave you;
The love that hath sought thee is seek­ing thee still,
And Je­sus now waits to save you.

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