Verse 1
Those who will not seek him now,
While life and strength remain,
When their dying heads they bow,
Would seek the Lord in vain:
Casting now his words behind,
Seiz’d by the hellish messenger,
Nothing they in death shall find
But darkness and despair.
Verse 2
Jesus, Lord, to Thee I give
The glory, power, and praise;
Thou hast help’d me to believe,
And half unveil’d thy face:
O stir up my faithful heart
To seek, and still pursue the prize,
Till arriving where Thou art
I grasp thee in the skies.