While man, engrossed in worldly things,
Is apt to slight stern duty’s voice,
And great affairs, by transient cares,
Be banished from his choice.
The Spirit speaks,
Be reconciled today.
Seek first His favor, who has said,
I am to Heav’n the only door;
By Me passed in, and freed from sin,
To thirst nor hunger more,
Oh, haste! I am the proffered way,
Th’accepted time’s today.
The better way which Jesus trod
Leads to a city firm and sure,
Of golden streets, and honored seats
Forever to endure.
To gain that home and hear Him say,
Well done! begin today.
When closed, those gates, beset with pearls,
Within the righteous, happy, then—
The mansions shared, by Christ prepared—
And all shall shout,
Your soul so glad, you’ll sing for aye
That once you heard,