Eternity is drawing near, O unconverted soul. Dost thou not fear the troubled waves That o'er thee soon may roll? Refrain O fly to Him, the blessed One, Who pleads thy cause on high; While yet His mercy calleth thee, Say, wherefore wilt thou die? Eternity is drawing near, Yet unprepared art thou; Alas, what must become of thee Should death o'ertake thee now? Refrain Eternity is drawing near, Fast wanes thy taper light, Oh, think how soon its flick'ring spark May fade in endless night! Refrain Oh, slight the Savior's call no more; Thou hast no help but He; And if thou still His grace refuse Where will thy refuge be? Refrain