Despise the gracious call of Heaven,
I may be hardened in my sin,
and never have repentance given.
3 What if the Lord grew wroth and swear,
while I refuse to read and pray,
That he’ll refuse to lend an ear
to all my groans another day.
4 What if his dreadful anger burn
while I refuse his offer’d grace,
And all his love to fury turn,