Poor Esau repented too late

Verse 1

Poor Esau repented too late, That once he his birthright despised; And sold, for a morsel of meat, What could not too highly be prized: How great was his anguish when told The blessing he sought to obtain, Was gone with the birthright he sold, And none could recall it again!

Verse 2

He stands as a warning to all, Wherever the gospel shall come: O hasten and yield to the call, While yet for repentance there's room! Your season will quickly be past, Then hear, and obey it today; Lest when you seek mercy at last, The Savior should frown you away.

Verse 3

What is it the world can propose? A morsel of meat at the best! For this are you willing to lose A share in the joys of the blest? Its pleasures will speedily end, Its favor and praise are but breath: And what can its profits befriend Your soul in the moment of death?

Verse 4

If Jesus for these you despise, And sin to the Savior prefer, In vain your entreaties and cries, When summoned to stand at his bar: How will you his presence abide? What anguish will torture your heart? The saints all enthroned by his side, And you be compelled to depart!

Verse 5

Too often, dear Savior, have I Preferred some poor trifle to thee; How is it thou dost not deny The blessing and birthright to me? No better than Esau I am, Though pardon and heaven be mine; To me belongs nothing but shame, The praise and the glory be thine.