There is a time we know not when,
A point we know not where,
That marks the destiny of men
To glory or despair.
There is a line by us unseen
That crosses every path,
The hidden boundary between
God’s patience and His wrath.
How far may we go on in sin?
How long will God forbear?
Where does hope end and where begin
The confines of despair?
An answer from the skies is sent —
You who from God depart —
While it is said, “Today — repent
And harden not your heart.”