He seeth and pitieth you, while you are drowned in worldly cares and pleasures, and eagerly following childish toys, and wasting that short and precious time for a thing of nought, in which you should make ready for an everlasting life.
(Richard Baxter, A Call to the Unconverted to Turn and Live)
Wars are waged, kingdoms fall,
Governments and churches sprawl,
Nations writhe in their uproar;
He lifts His voice; He calls…
And as we go about our days
In our old accustomed ways,
Rich in our content self-praise;
He lifts His voice; He says…
Pulpits shake the sleeping pews,
Archbishops shout, pastors refuse,
The actors leave without their cues;
He lifts His voice; He woos…
And drowning in our happy sea,
We hear Him call across the breeze.
Will He find someone who heeds
As He calls to us and pleads…
He lifts His voice; He calls.