GOD's Command to all Men to repent. Acts xvii. 30

Repent, the Voice celestial cries, Nor longer dare delay: The Wretch that scorns the Mandate dies, And meets a fiery Day.

No more the sov'reign Eye of GOD O'erlooks the Crimes of Men; His Heralds are dispatch'd abroad To warn the World of Sin.

The Summons reach thro' all the Earth; Let Earth attend and fear: Listen, ye Men of royal Birth, And let their Vassals hear.

Together in his Presence bow, And all your Guilt confess; Accept the offer'd Saviour now, Nor trifle with the Grace.

Bow, e'er the awful Trumpet sound, And call you to his Bar; For Mercy knows th' appointed Bound, And turns to Vengeance there.

Amazing Love, that yet will call, And yet prolong our Days! Our Hearts subdu'd by Goodness fall, And weep, and love, and praise.