| Song | Stop Poor Sinner Stop And Think |
| Album | The Christian Hymn Book |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | A. Campbell And Others |
| Publisher / Copyrights | |
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| Tags | Stop Poor Sinner Stop And Think |
| Theme(s) | Invitations |
| Scripture Reference(s) | |
| CCLI Song No |
Stop, Poor Sinner, Stop And Think,
Before You Further Go;
Will You Sport Upon The Brink
Of Everlasting Woe!
On The Verge Of Ruin Stop
Now The Friendly Warning Take
Stay Your Footstep Sere You Drop
Into The Burning Lake.
Say, Have You An Arm Like God,
That You His Will Oppose?
Fear Ye Not That Iron Rod
With Which He Breaks His Foes?
Can You Stand In That Dread Day
Which His Justice Shall Proclaim
When The Earth Shall Melt Away
Like Wax Before The Flame?
Ghastly Death Will Quickly Come,
And Drag You To His Bar;
Then, To Hear Your Awful Doom,
Will Fill You With Despair!
All Your Sins Will Round You Crowd
You Shall Mark Their Crimson Dye
Each For Vengeance Crying Loud;
And What Can You Reply?
Though Your Heart Were Made Of Steel,
Your Forehead Lined With Brass,
God At Length Will Make You Feel
He Will Not Let You Pass:
Sinners Then In Vain Will Call
Those Who Now Despise His Grace
“Rocks And Mountains, On Us Fall,
And Hide Us From His Face.”
