BIB Id 304079
TO die's the common lot of all
Of
But some for crimes are doom'd to die
Examples of disgrace.
But when we know the time draws near
That the must surely die,
We can't refrain a secret tear,
We raise a mournful sigh.
The time draws near, the moment's short,
The hours are almost fled,
When
Be number'd with the dead.
Oh ! that they may then be prepar'd
To meet their awful doom :---
The dye is cast---their race near run---
Their sun will set at noon.
When to the fatal spot are brought,
Extended in the air ;
Oh ! that they may
Is our most ardent pray'r.
Behold them on the verge of life---
Stand trembling for the time,
When they must stand before their Judge,
To answer for each crime.
Their wickedness is horrid great--
Theft and vile Murder too ;
And for these crimes they are condemn'd,
And death is just their due.
He that sheds the blood of man,
The great
In part to compensate the crime,
His blood shall sure be shed.
Ye fellow mortals, there behold
Them on a gallows high---
See the reward of wickedness ;
For that they're judg'd to die.
They that indulge themselves in sin,
The holy scriptures faith,
They don't live out one half their days---
The fruit of sin is death.
Had but these poor unhappy men,
Avoided every crime,
Their days on earth perhaps might be
Spar'd a much longer time.
But now alas! the day is fix'd---
The dreadful hour draws nigh,
When thousands will with grief them
Launch'd in eternity.
And when the final moment's come,
Their time for ever end,
May they a joyful sentence hear,
And
Oh ! may they pard'ning mercy find,
Heav'n open to their view,
And join to praise a
With
This is the wish, the sincere wish,
Of ev'ry pious mind,
That they may by the grace of
His saving mercy find.
December 7th, 1812.