Whenever their dwelling you chance to approach,
Of their soft invitation beware;
The pharisee’s leaven, the good man’s reproach,
And the seat of the scorner are there!
To folks of high breeding they offer their pledge,
’Gainst others to raise a complaint;
They’ll skim on the surface, and trim off the edge,
To pass for a dignified saint!
The God of Elijah who sees through the heart,
These specious impostors will spurn,
And send them in spite of their cunning and art,
Where they will eternally mourn!
THERE IS A GOD!
“The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God.” (Psalm xiv. 1)
There is a God who rules above!
And man’s the object of His love!
And Jesus, His beloved Son,
Hath bled, and died to make this known.
Though man his attributes deny,
And utter daring blasphemy,
He shall be conquer’d from above,
By Justice, Judgment, or by Love.
Though he be lusty now, and strong,
And bold in ribaldry and song,
A time will come when he must flit,
And to a stronger arm submit.
Then Death will disregard his groans,
And time will melt his giant bones,
If no contrition he shall feel,
His sins will sink him into hell.