| There’s a call that rings for the one
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| Who sings to those now gone astray
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| Saying come ye men and your load of sin
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| There at the altar lay
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| You don’t seem to heed at the chain
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| Of greed your conscience never tires
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| Be assured my friend if you still offend
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| He will set your fields on fire
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| If you don’t from sin retire
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| He will set your fields on fire
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| You have heard Jesus call
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| And in death your soul must fall
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| Now my friends if you desire
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| You may join the heavenly choir
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| And rejoice with him free from every sin
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| When he sets this world on fire
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| You have heard his voice
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| Seen the souls rejoice
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| That trusted in his grace
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| You have blushed with sin
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| And he knocked within
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| But still you hide your face
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| From the blessed Lord in his own true word
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| But still you say retire
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| Flee the downward path kindle not his wrath
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| Or he’ll set your fields on fire
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| If you don’t from sin retire… |