Song : An Appeal To The Sinner
Album : Good Old Christian Hymns
Category : Traditional Songs
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Swiftly The Shades Of Evening Gather Around Thy Way;
Fast Is The Sun Declining, Ending Thy Earthly Day;
Dark, Dark, Ever Descending Has Thy Pathway Been;
Sad, Sad, Sad Is The Ending Of Thy Life Of Sin.
Dark Thy Future Doth Appear.
Swiftly The Moments Flying, Hasten Thy Coming Doom;
Specters Of Woe And Torment Upward Before Thee Loom;
Down, Down, Deeper And Deeper, Sinking Into Night,
Far, Far, Left In The Distance, Is Thy Guiding Light.
Swiftly Thy Steps Now Bear Thee Far From The Holy Way;
Thoughtless, From God And Heaven Thou Dost Each Moment Stray;
Near, Near, Swiftly Approaching, Is The Day Of Wrath;
Sure, Sure, Straight To Destruction Leads Thy Sinful Path.
Swiftly Thy Death Is Nearing, Closer It Comes Each Day,
Soon Will Its Icy Fingers Banish Thy Life Away;
Turn, Turn, Mercy Is Waiting, Calling Earnestly;
Come, Come, Jesus Is Pleading, He Is Seeking Thee.
Christ, Thy Savior, Now Is Near.