Why Will You Die

Why will you die To sin for saying not bye; Why will you die young, Or dear youth for your errant tang; Why will you in hell burn For refusing sin to spurn. Reason with me and tell me why For I see you can't the world deny: By greed and pride you're ruled And by fleshy feelings you're curbed; You're controlled by your eyes Prizing that which yourself ruins; My name you carry on your lips But in your hearts I have no place; To serve me you swear in haste But in doing, your oath turn to a waste; When I ask whom shall I send You rushedly say "Here I am, O Lord!" Why many are still dead in sin If you really from serving me didn't lin? Look! Instead of saving souls You join them in sowing weeds; Worldliness and stubbornness I hate Why do you, O dear, in this delight; Sex is a gift to you in marriage But you enjoy it without my knowledge; I gave you hands and brain to work But you sit around praying for luck; For how long will you complain Of a boring church to which you pertain? Who bewitched you O dear youth To think this journey is all that smooth? Stand you now and look at me You'll defeat all this if it be your plea; Behold I now make an alarm Whoever will hear to me may come!