236. All ye who laugh and sport with death

1 All ye who laugh and sport with death,
And say, there is no hell;
The gasp of your expiring breath
Will send you there to dwell.

2 When iron slumbers bind your flesh,
With strange surprise you'll find
Immortal vigour springs afresh,
And tortures wake the mind!

3 Then you'll confess the frightful names
Of plagues, you scorn'd before,
No more shall look like idle drams,
Like foolish tales no more.

4 Then shall ye curse that fatal day,
With flames upon your tongues,
When you exchang'd your souls away
For vanity and songs.

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First Line: All ye who laugh and sport with death
Meter: C. M.
Publication Date: 1828
Topic: Holy Spirit: The certaintiy of death and Judgment; The Scoffer
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