2 Rash and unsuspecting youth 3 So the calm, but faithless sea, 4 While no wrinkled wave is seen, 5 But ere long the tempest raves, 6 Hapless thus are they, vain world, 7 Such a shipwreck had been mine, 8 Now, with gratitude, I raise C. The Enchantment dissolved. 1 BLINDED in youth by Satan's arts, Our fancy forms a thousand schemes 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; 1 I. SOLEMN ADDRESSES TO SINNERS. HYMN I. Expostulation. No words can declare, No fancy can paint, What rage and despair, What hopeless complaint, The prison beneath; 2 Yet sinners will choose Each madly pursues Though God give them warning, 3 How sad to behold The rich and the poor, Ah! think what you're doing, 4 How weak is your hand, For those who oppose, The Lord to his face! Yet still you are spar'd To hear of his grace; 6 It is not too late To Jesus to flee, His mercy is great, VOL. III. His blood has such virtue, For all that believe, That nothing can hurt you, II. Alarm. 1 STOP, poor sinner! stop and think Before you further 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, When he judgment shall proclaim, And the earth shall melt away Like wax before the flame? 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, Sins of a blood-crimson dye; Each for vengeance crying loud, " |