Eternity is draw­ing near,
O un­con­vert­ed soul.
Dost thou not fear the trou­bled waves
That o’er thee soon may roll?

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O fly to Him, the bless­èd One,
Who pleads thy cause on high;
While yet His mer­cy call­eth thee,
Say, where­fore wilt thou die?

Eternity is draw­ing near,
Yet un­pre­pared art thou;
Alas, what must be­come of thee
Should death o’er­take thee now?

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Eternity is draw­ing near,
Fast wanes thy ta­per light,
Oh, think how soon its flick­er­ing spark
May fade in end­less night!

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Oh, slight the Sav­ior’s call no more;
Thou hast no help but He;
And if thou still His grace re­fuse
Where will thy re­fuge be?

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