The World in Awful Sleep

Verse 1

What awful darkness shrouds all the earth! Hearts sealed in hardness, grope on in death.

Chorus

Oh, hear the thunder, Sinner in slumber; Will you determine to break the spell, And not abandon your soul to hell?

Verse 2

Oh, dreadful picture! Oh, peril’s day! Sleep, darker, deeper, holds deadly sway.

Verse 3

Hell’s breathing stupor, now over all: Who’ll break the subtle infernal pall?

Verse 4

Oh, world of sinners—if not too late— While hope yet glimmers, flee from your fate.

Verse 5

Awake, O sleeper, God help you hear; Death coils around you, your doom is near.