Hasten, sinner, to be wise!
Stay not for the morrow’s sun;
Wisdom if thou still despise,
Harder is it to be won.

Hasten, mercy to implore!
Stay not for the morrow’s sun,
Lest thy season should be o’er
Ere this evening’s stage is run.

Hasten, sinner, to return!
Stay not for the morrow’s sun,
Lest thy lamp should fail to burn
Ere the work in thee is done.

Hasten, sinner, to be blest!
Stay not for the morrow’s sun,
Lest perdition thee arrest
Ere the morrow is begun.