An Appeal to the Sinner

Verse 1

Swiftly the shades of evening gather around thy way; Fast is the sun declining, ending thy earthly day; Dark, dark, ever descending has thy pathway been; Sad, sad, sad is the ending of thy life of sin.

Chorus

Dark thy future doth appear.

Verse 2

Swiftly the moments flying, hasten thy coming doom; Specters of woe and torment upward before thee loom; Down, down, deeper and deeper, sinking into night, Far, far, left in the distance, is thy guiding light.

Verse 3

Swiftly thy steps now bear thee far from the holy way; Thoughtless, from God and heaven thou dost each moment stray; Near, near, swiftly approaching, is the day of wrath; Sure, sure, straight to destruction leads thy sinful path.

Verse 4

Swiftly thy death is nearing, closer it comes each day, Soon will its icy fingers banish thy life away; Turn, turn, mercy is waiting, calling earnestly; Come, come, Jesus is pleading, He is seeking thee.

Chorus 2

Christ, thy Savior, now is near.