Verse 1
Thy judgments, Lord, in ages past
Are types and figures of the last,
And warn us to repent,
Yet millions make thy warnings vain,
Secure in sin they still remain,
And die impenitent.
Verse 2
The world we now, like Noah’s, see,
Drunk with the same stupidity,
In present things employ’d,
For sensual joy and vain delight
The everlasting goods they slight,
And dare the wrath of God.