There is a dreadful Hell, And everlasting pains; There sinners must with devils dwell In darkness, fire, and chains.

Must I be carried to the skies on flowery beds of ease, while others fought to win the prize and sailed through bloody seas?

I would not change my native landFor rich Peru with all her gold

Not all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain: But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb, Takes all our sins away, A sacrifice of nobler nam' And richer blood than they.

There is a dreadful Hell, And everlasting pains; There sinners must with devils dwell In darkness, fire, and chains.

To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honour, praise, and glory given By all on earth, and all in heaven.

Everyday is a birthday; every moment of it is new to us; we are born again, renewed for fresh work and endeavor.