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Verse 1

Soon the evening shadows falling
Close the day of mortal life;
Soon the hand of death appalling
Draws thee from its weary strife.

Refrain

Are you ready? are you ready?
’Tis the Spirit calling, why delay?
Are you ready? are you ready?
Do not linger longer, come to-day.

Verse 2

Soon the awful trumpet sounding
Calls thee to the judgment throne;
Now prepare, for love abounding
Yet has left thee not alone.

Verse 3

Oh, how fatal ’tis to linger!
Art thou ready--ready now?
Ready should Death’s icy finger
Lay its chill upon thy brow?

Verse 4

Priceless love and free salvation
Freely still are offered thee;
Yield no longer to temptation,
But from sin and sorrow flee.

Verse 1

How sad would it be, if when thou didst call,
All hopeless and unforgiven,
The angel that stands at the beautiful gate,
Should answer, No room in heaven.

Refrain

Sad, sad, sad would it be!
No room in heaven for thee!
No room, no room,
No room in heaven for thee!

Verse 2

How sad it would be, the harvest all past,
The bright summer days all over;
To know that the reapers had gathered the grain,
And left thee alone forever.

Verse 3

Oh, haste thee, and fly, while mercy is near,
Remember the love that he gave you;
The love that has sought thee is seeking thee still,
And Jesus now waits to save you.