Carelessly sailing, and onward they go,
Borne to the depths of eternal woe;
Gliding along on the swift stream of time,
Onward fast speeding past mercy divine.
Laughing and sporting with judgment ahead,
Duped by the devil, his captives they’re led;
By sinful pleasures, still onward beguiled,
The world, flesh and devil upon them have smiled.
Nearer they journey to hell’s awful gulf,
Piloted there by the devil himself;
Soon will the ocean of terror be reached,
Soon all their pleasure and folly have ceased.
Then, when too late, will their madness appear,
Loud their entreaty when help is not near;
Then will their weeping and wailing begin,
As hell they enter, the fruit of their sin.
O, sinner, hasten from judgment to flee!
While God in mercy is calling to thee;
Flee to the shelter of Christ’s precious blood,
Still it availeth to give peace with God.
ML 09/08/1918