Hymn C. Short Metre. The Voice of Wisdom

Hark! it is Wisdom's voice, That spreads itself around; Come hither, all ye sons of earth, And listen to the sound.

What, though she speaks rebukes, That pierce the soul with smart? Yet love through all her chast'nings runs By pain to mend the heart.

"Ye who have wander'd long, In sin's destructive ways; Return, return, at my reproof, And seize the offer'd grace.

"I know your souls are weak, And all your efforts vain; To overcome your mighty foes, And break their iron chain.

"But, I will freely send My spirit, from above, To arm you with superior strength, And melt your hearts to love.

"Come, whilst my offers last, Ye sinners, and be wise; He lives who hears this friendly call, But he that slights it dies."