What could your Redeemer do More than he has done for you? To procure your peace with God, Could he more than shed his blood? After all this flow of love, All his drawings from above, Why will you your Lord deny? Why will you resolve to die? 2 Turn, he cries, O sinner, turn! By his life your God hath sworn He would have you turn and live, He would all the world receive: If your death were his delight, Would he thus to life invite? Would he ask, beseech and cry, Why will you resolve to die? 3 Sinners, turn, while God is near! He has left you naught to fear; Now, e’en now, your Saviour stands, All day long he spreads his hands: Cries, “You will not happy be, No, you will not come to me: Me who life to none deny— Why will you resolve to die?” 4 Can you doubt that God is love, Who thus calls you from above? Will you not his word receive? Will you not his oath believe? See, the suffering Lord appears; Jesus weeps—believe his tears! Mingled with his blood, they cry, “Why will you resolve to die?” 306 7s. Earnest entreaty. Haste, O sinner, to be wise, Stay not for the morrow’s sun; Wisdom warns thee from the skies, All the paths of death to shun. 2 Haste, and mercy now implore; Stay not for the morrow’s sun; Thy probation may be o’er Ere this evening’s work is done. 3 Haste, O sinner, now return; Stay not for the morrow’s sun; Lest thy lamp should cease to burn Ere salvation’s work is done. 4 Haste, while yet thou canst be blest; Stay not for the morrow’s sun, Death may thy poor soul arrest Ere the morrow is begun. 307 7s. Fullness of Christ. Bleeding hearts, defiled by sin, Jesus Christ can make you clean; Contrite souls, with guilt oppressed, Jesus Christ can give you rest. 2 You that mourn o’er follies past, Precious hours and years laid waste; Turn to God, O turn and live, Jesus Christ can still forgive. 3 You that oft have wandered far From the light of Bethlehem’s star, Trembling, now your steps retrace, Jesus Christ is full of grace. 4 Souls benighted and forlorn, Grieved, afflicted, tempest-worn, Now in Israel’s rock confide, Jesus Christ for man has died. 5 Fainting souls, in peril’s hour, Yield not to the tempter’s power; On the risen Lord rely, Jesus Christ now reigns on high. 308 7s, double. Flee from the wrath to come. Matt. 3:7.