Verse 1
Sinner, who dost not bear
The penitential fruit,
The righteous Judge will not defer,
The axe is at the root:
His justice hath decreed
To cast thee into hell,
And every barren tree shall feed
That fire unquenchable.
Verse 2
The sentence past on all
Doth no exception make,
But every graceless soul shall fall
Into the burning lake;
Who want that holiness
Our God they cannot see,
But perish, driven from his face,
To all eternity.