C. The Enchantment dissolved. 1 BLINDED in youth by Satan's arts, 2 So in the desert's dreary waste, Castles, and groves, and music sweet, 3 But while he listens with surprise, 4 At first we start, and feel distress'd, And bids us seek his face. 5 Then we begin to live indeed, When from our sin and bondage freed By this beloved Friend; We follow him from day to day, And glory at the end. OLNEY HYMNS, &c. BOOK III. ON THE RISE, PROGRESS, CHANGES, AND COMFORTS OF THE SPIRITUAL LIFE; HYMN I. Expostulation. 1 No words can declare, 2 Yet sinners will choose Though God give them warning, 3 How sad to behold All posting to ruin, Ah! think what you're doing, 4 How weak is your hand, 5 How oft have you dar'd 6 It is not too late To Jesus to flee, 1 STOP, poor sinner! stop and think Before you farther go! Will you sport upon the brink Once again, I charge you, stop! 2 Say, have you an arm like God, Fear you not that iron rod With which he breaks his foes? Can you stand in that dread day, 3 Pale-fac'd death will quickly come, To drag you to his bar; Then to hear your awful doom Will fill you with despair: All your sins will round you crowd, And what can you reply? 4 Though your heart be made of steel, Sinners then in vain will call 5 But as yet there is a hope You may his mercy know; He still forbears the blow: 'Twas for sinners Jesus dy'd, Sinners he invites to come; None who come shall be deny'd, 1 SHALL men pretend to pleasure And what their hearts desire, Can quench the flame of fire. * Rev. vi. 16. 'Luke, xiv. 22. Isa. lvii. 20, 21. |