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, With­out de­lay
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, Amen!
Your soul so glad, you’ll sing for aye
That once you heard, To­day!