Sleeping, slumbering souls in the church of God, beware least you fall asleep and be taken up dead!
SLOTHFULNESS LAMENTED.
“My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so?
Awake, my sluggish soul;
Nothing has half thy work to do,
Yet nothing’s half so dull.
“We, for whom God the Son came down
And labored for our good,
How careless to secure that crown