Shall send young sinners quick to Hell!
Then ’twill forever be in vain
To cry for pardon and for grace;
To wish I had my time again,
Or hope to see my Maker’s face.
Watts.
THE SAVIOUR.
One there is, above all others,
Who deserves the name of Friend.
Shall send young sinners quick to Hell!
Then ’twill forever be in vain
To cry for pardon and for grace;
To wish I had my time again,
Or hope to see my Maker’s face.
Watts.
One there is, above all others,
Who deserves the name of Friend.