An Appeal to the Young.

ATTEND, young friends, while I relate The dangers you are in: The evils that around you wait, While subject unto sin.

Although you flourish like the rose, While in its branches green; Your sparkling eyes in death must close, No more will they be seen.

In silent shades you must lie down, Long in your grave to dwell; Your friends will then stand weeping 'round, And bid a long farewell.

How small this world will then appear, At the tremendous hour, When you Jehovah's voice shall hear, And feel his mighty pow'r.

In vain you'll mourn your days are past; Alas! those days are gone; Your golden hours are spent at last, And never will return,

Oh, come ye now and do begin, While life's sweet moments last; Turn to the Lord, forsake all sin, And he'll forgive the past.