Terrible Thought Shall I Alone
Terrible thought! shall I alone,
Who may be sav’d, shall I
Of all, alas! whom I have known,
Through sin for ever die?
While all my old companions dear,
With whom I once did live,
Joyful at God’s right hand appear,
A blessing to receive:
Shall I, amidst a ghastly band,
Dragg’d to the judgment-seat,
Far on the left with horror stand,
My fearful doom to meet?
While they enjoy their Saviour’s love,
Must I in torments dwell?
And howl, (while they sing hymns above,)
And blow the flames of hell!
Ah! no; I still may turn and live,
For still his wrath delays;
He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve,
And offers me his grace.
I will accept his offers now,
From every sin depart;
Perform my oft-repeated vow,
And render him my heart.
I will improve what I receive,
The grace through Jesus given;
Sure, if with God on earth I live,
To live with God in heaven.