God Speaking from Mount Zion

I

The God who once to Isr’el spoke
From Sinai’s top in fire and smoke,
In gentler strains of gospel grace
Invites us now to seek his face.

II

He wears no terrors on his brow;
He speaks in love from Zion now;
It is the voice of Jesus’ blood,
Calling poor wand’rers home to God.

III

The holy Moses quaked and fear’d
When Sinai’s thund’ring law he heard:
But reigning grace, with accents mild,
Speaks to the sinner as a child.

IV

Hark! how from Calvary it sounds,
From the Redeemer’s bleeding wounds!
“Pardon and grace I freely give;
Poor sinner, look to me and live.”

V

What other arguments can move
The heart that slights a Saviour’s love!
Yet till almighty power constrain,
This matchless love is preach’d in vain.

VI

Saviour, let that power be felt,
And cause each stony heart to melt!
Deeply impress upon our youth
The light and force of gospel truth.

VII

With this new year may they begin
To live to thee, and die to sin;
To enter by the narrow way
Which leads to everlasting day.

VIII

How will they else thy presence bear
When as a Judge thou shalt appear!
When slighted love to wrath shall turn,
And the whole earth like Sinai burn!