Hark! sin­ner, hark! God speaks to thee;
How shall I let thee go?
How shall I thy de­struct­ion see,
And all thine ang­uish know?

Sinner, how shall I give thee up?
I’ve loved thee as a child;
Yet of thy sins, thou fill’st the cup,
As if with pass­ion wild.

Sinner, how shall I let thee go?
My heart doth yearn for thee,
Yet thou dost love trans­gress­ion so,
Thou wilt not turn to Me.

O sin­ner, stop! pause in thy path,
Pause, ere it be too late;
And now, while I hold back My wrath,
Escape thy threat­en­ing fate.

But if thou wilt not, then I must
Forever let thee go;
And that I am both kind and just,
The uni­verse shall know.