The Last Message of Mercy.
By R. Smith
ANGEL of mercy art thou here
And hovering over us now?
Oh may we all before our God,
In adoration bow. To heed the message or reject
The world will soon decide,
While some in love receive the truth,
More will its claims deride. Why will they slight the offered boon?
Though we their lot deplore,
They place themselves beyond the reach
Of mercy's lingering store. Too late! their dreadful doom now sealed,
Too late will be their cry;
We might have lived, but now alas
The second death must die. The Spirit and the bride say come,
Let naught obstruct the way;
But hasten God's commands to keep,
And all his will obey. Oh be entreated while there's hope,
To heed the message given;
That with the ransomed you may find
A place of rest in heaven. R. SMITH.
West Wilton, N. H.