The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved. (Jer. 8:20) |
Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool. (Isa. 1:18) |
Many summers you have wasted; Ripened harvests you have seen; Winter snows by spring have melted, Yet you linger in your sin. |
Jesus for your choice is waiting; Tarry not; at once decide! While the Spirit now is striving, Yield, and seek the Saviour’s side. |