Some day when God’s sweet Spi­rit,
So loving and so true,
Has taken flight for­ev­er
And calls no more for you,
You’ll see your sin and fol­ly
And moan in your des­pair,
But Hea­ven ne’er will op­en
Nor answer give your pray­er.

Some day when God’s fierce an­ger
Falls on this world of sin,
You’ll knock as did the vir­gins,
But cannot enter in.
Ah, then with bitter weep­ing,
From those fair gates of light,
You’ll go with other doomed ones,
Down to an awful night.

Some day, yes, when for­ev­er
The mercy door is closed,
And your lost soul must suf­fer
Amid eter­nal woes,
In bitter grief and ang­uish
You’ll think upon the day,
When trifling with God’s mer­cy,
You, careless, said, Some day.