1 Ye sons of Adam, vain and young,
Indulge your eyes, indulge your tongue,
Taste the delights your souls desire,
And give a loose to all your fires;
2 Pursue the pleasures you design,
And cheer your hearts with songs and wine,
Enjoy the day of mirth; but know
There is a day of judgment, too.
3 God from on high records your thoughts,
His book records your secret faults,
The works of darkness you have done
Must all appear before the sun.
4 The vengeance to your follies due
Should strike your hearts with terror through.
How will ye stand before His face,
Or answer for his injur'd grace?
5 Almighty God, turn off their eyes
From these alluring vanities;
And let the thunder of thy word
Awake their souls to fear the Lord.
Source: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #174