8-7s. "Why will ye die, O house of Israel?" Ezek. xviii. 31. 1 SINNERS, turn, why will ye die? God, your Maker, asks you why? God, who did your being give, Made you with himself to live - He the fatal cause demands, Asks the work of his own hands, Why, ye thankless creatures, why Will ye cross his love, and die?
2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? God, your Saviour, asks you why? God, who did your souls retrieve, Died himself, that ye might live; Will you let him die in vain? Crucify your Lord again? Why, ye ransomed sinners, why Will you slight his grace, and die?
3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? God, the Spirit, asks you why? He who all your lives hath strove, Wooed you to embrace his love: Will you not his grace receive? Will you still refuse to live? Why, ye long-sought sinners, why Will you grieve your God, and die?
4 Dead, already dead within, Spiritually dead in sin, Dead to God while here you breathe, Pant ye after second death? Will you still in sin remain, Greedy of eternal pain? O ye dying sinners, why, Why will you for ever die?
