Vain Man Thy Fond Pursuits Forbear

Vain man thy fond pursuits forbear;
Repent, thine end is nigh;
Death at the farthest, can’t be far;
O think before thou die.

We are passing away,
We are passing away,
We are passing away,
To the great judgment day.

Reflect, thou hast a soul to save;
Thy sins, how high they mount!
What are thy hopes beyond thy grave?
How stands that dark account? [Refrain]

Death enters, and there’s no defense,
His time there’s none can tell;
He’ll in a moment call thee hence,
To heaven or down to hell. [Refrain]

Thy flesh (perhaps thy greatest care)
Shall into dust consume;
But, ah! Destruction ends not there,
Sin kills beyond the tomb. [Refrain]