Child of sin and sorrow

1Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay,
Wait not for to-morrow, Yield thee to-day;
Heaven bids thee come While yet there's room.
Child of sin and sorrow, Where wilt thou flee?

2Child of sin and sorrow, Why wilt thou die?
Come while thou canst borrow Help from on high;
Grieve not that love Which calls above,
Child of sin and sorrow, Would bring thee nigh.

3Exiled from home, Sadly to roam,
Child of sin and sorrow, Where wilt thou flee?
Child of sin and sorrow, Lift up thine eye;
He-sha-na then cast now In worlds on light;
Bright mansions fair Are waiting there;
Child of sin and sorrow, Now homeward fly.