ALMOST PERSUADED | AdventAI

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Oct 5, 1876

“ALMOST PERSUADED.”

THE knock was loud at thy heart to-night, Hast thou let the Master in? He touched thine eyelids to give thee sight; For a moment the world lost its false, fair light, And hell seemed near and Heaven seemed bright, And heavy the weight of sin.

Hast thou opened yet? For he standeth near, And he bids thee look, and see The side they pierced with the cruel spear, The nail-torn hands, and the thorn-crowned head, And the blood for thine atonement shed, That the curse might pass from thee.

Hast thou opened yet? Oh, the words were plain That have touched thy heart to-night, They told of the Saviour’s life of pain,— Homeless, sorrowful, tempted, lorn,— That a sinless robe might by thee be worn In Heaven’s own spotless light.

By that life and death with thy soul he pleads, And fain would his rich gifts bring; There is full provision for all thy needs, A sight of the Crucified gives thee peace; From the curse of sin and its fear, release; From the hour of death, its sting.

There are robes of earth that in dust will lie, And songs that will end in tears; Sunshine to set in rayless gloom, Flowers to hide thy way to the tomb, And through endless ages a lost soul’s cry, For the wasted, vanished years.

There’s a home where God wipes the tears away, Where we lay aside the sin, Where never a happy one will say, “I am sick, or pained, or grieved to-day,” And the Saviour waits to show thee the way, And to bid thee enter in.

Joy in the presence of God to-night, If thou wilt arise and come; But the joy of fiends if they see thee slight The robe, the crown, and the home of light, And choose the paths that will end in night, And death for thy final doom.