Too Late, Too Late

Verse 1

Of whom shall it ever be said, "Too late," Too late for the mansions fair? And whom shall we find at the pearly gate, Made meet for a welcome there?

Chorus

O do not delay, but while you may, In haste to the Savior bow; Alas! if thine ear the words should hear, "Ye cannot enter now."

Verse 2

Of whom shall it ever be said, "Too late," To enter thro’ mercy’s door? The Savior no longer for thee can wait, Nor tenderly woo thee more.

Verse 3

To whom shall it ever be said, "Too late," Naught can for thee now avail! Once spurning thy Savior and advocate, All else for thy help must fail.

Verse 4

O turn to the Savior, no longer wait; He tenderly calls today, O why from the beautiful pearly gate Should any be turned away?