STOP, for judgment lies before you
And a holy God you face,
If you still refuse His mercy,
And despise His offered grace.
LOOK to Him who once was lifted
On the cross for you—for me—
Bore the storm of wrath and judgment
That the guilty might be free.
LISTEN to His call of mercy,
“Come, and I will give you rest,”
Trust in Him who died to save you,
And believing you are blest.
STOP, and LOOK, and LISTEN, sinner,
For you soon will pass away
Either into outer darkness,
Or to heaven’s eternal day.