Classic Poem

Sorry was I of late to hear
You take God's Name in vain;
And thus you're guilty in his fight,
'Till pardon you obtain.

You're not so gay, nor yet too young,
But Death may you arrest;
What will you do, if guilty found,
And have your Soul undrest?

Will not you say this is
A Mistery unto me?
Look in God's Word, and may
His Spirit make you see!

Christ liv'd a life of Righteousness
That all his Saints should wear;
Sinners forgiven thro' his Death,
Shall in this Robe appear.

His Favour seek without delay;
Repent, he can forgive—
For truest Happiness have they
Who on his Promise live.

Dont think, if Jesus takes your Heart,
T'will break your Happiness;
Who could be happier than Saint John?
He lay upon his Breast.

And now forgive, me, my dear Girl,
We ne'er may meet again;
Oh! may you learn to rev'rence God,
Ne'er take his Name in vain.