I.XCI. Now, in the Heat of youthful Blood

1 Now, in the Heat of youthful Blood,
Remember your Creator God;
Behold the Months come hast'ning on,
When you shall say, My Joys are gone.

2 Behold, the aged Sinner goes,
Laden with Guilt and heavy Woes,
Down to the Regions of the Dead,
With endless Curses on his Head.

3 The Dust returns to Dust again;
The Soul, in Agonies of Pain,
Ascends to God, not there to dwell,
But hears her Doom, and sinks to Hell.

4 Eternal King, I fear thy Name,
Teach me to know how frail I am;
And when my Soul must hence remove,
Give me a Mansion in thy Love.

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First Line: Now, in the Heat of youthful Blood
Language: English
Publication Date: 1766
Scripture: ; ;
Topic: Condemnation by the Law; Death terrible to the Unconverted; Delay of Conversion (1 more...)
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