4-8 Ungrateful sinners! whence this scorn
of God’s long‐suff’ring grace?
And whence this madness that insults
th’ Almighty to his face?
2 Is it because his patience waits,
and pitying bowels move,
You multiply transgressions more,
and scorn his offer’d love?
3 Dost thou not know, self‐blinded man!
his goodness is design’d
To wake repentance in thy soul,
and melt thy harden’d mind?
4 And wilt thou rather chuse to meet
th’ Almighty as thy foe,
And treasure up his wrath in store
against the day of woe?
5 Soon shall that fatal day approach
that must thy sentence seal,
And righteous judgments, now unknown,
in awful pomp reveal;
6 While they, who full of holy deeds
to glory seek to rise,
Continuing patient to the end,
shall gain th’ immortal prize.
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