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Come to the Ark.
Gen. 7:1.
Come to the ark, come to the ark;
To Jesus come away;
The pestilence walks forth by night,
The arrow flies by day.
2 Come to the ark; the waters rise,
The seas their billows rear:
While darkness gathers o’er the skies,
Behold a refuge near!
3 Come to the ark, all, all that weep
Beneath the sense of sin:
Without, deep calleth unto deep,
But all is peace within.
4 Come to the ark, ere yet the flood
Your lingering steps oppose;
Come, for the door, which open stood,
Is now about to close.