Too Late

Wide doth the door of God’s mercy
Beckon–oh enter within

Wide doth the door of God’s mercy
Beckon–oh enter within
High was the price paid on Calv’ry
To conquer and cover all sin

God–Mighty King–Heaven’s Glory
Life-giving, Hope-Filling Lord
Mercy and truth met each other
Man–fallen man–He restored.

Still at thy heart, man, He standeth
Knocking–Oh bid Him come in
Year upon year He is waiting
To free you from guilt and from sin!

‘Tis God, mighty God–you’ve rejected
His voice–precious voice–you have stilled
And slowly with pride, degradation
Your hard stony heart has been filled!

One day when time shall be ended
And God’s knock be heard never more
You will be knocking and calling
TOO LATE–soul, at Heavens closed door.

~ Jenny Daniel