STOP, for judgment lies before you,
And a holy God to face,
If you still refuse His mercy,
And despise His proffered grace.
LOOK, to Him who once was lifted
On the cruel cross for thee,
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 thee,
And believing thou art blest.
STOP, and LOOK, and LISTEN sinner,
For you soon will pass away,
Either into outer darkness,
Or to heaven's eternal day.