Tune: Patterson's Church Music, 1813
Alto: Missouri Harmony, 1820
Lyrics: Isaac Watts, 1707
Meter: Common Meter (8,6,8,6)
Death, ítis a melancholy day
To those who have no God,
When the poor soul is forced away,
To seek her last abode.
In vain to heavín she lifts her eyes,
For guilt, a heavy chain,
Still drags her downward from the skies,
To darkness, fire, and pain.
Awake and mourn, ye heirs of hell,
Let stubborn sinners fear;
You must be drivín from earth, and dwell,
A long forever there.
See how the pit gapes wide for you,
And flashes in your face;
And thou, my soul, look downward too,
And sing recovering grace.