46. "Too Late, Too Late!" How Sad the Sound

C.M.
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"Too late, too late!" how sad the sound
 
On anxious human ears,
 
Of those who’ve waited long, a prey
 
To doubts, and hopes, and fears.
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But there’s a time, when sadder far,
 
Shall sound in human ears,
 
A dread "too late," which, killing hope,
 
Will turn to death all fears.
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"Too late" they’ll feel their lost estate,
 
Which now they don’t believe;
 
"Too late" they’ll see the grace of God
 
Which now they won’t receive.
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"Too late" they’ll find the door will shut,
 
Which now stands open wide;
 
"Too late" they’ll have to meet their God
 
With no place then to hide.
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O sinner, pause, ere yet "too late";
 
Now is the day of grace,
 
Now Jesus calls, oh, do obey
 
His pleading, loving voice.
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Today ’tis free to all who come,
 
And take Him at His word;
 
Tomorrow’s sun may rise "too late"
 
For you who now have heard.
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