Poor Esau repented too late

ESAU by John Newton


 * Poor Esau repented too late
 * That once he his birth-right despised;
 * And sold, for a morsel of meat,
 * What could not too highly be prized:
 * How great was his anguish when told,
 * The blessing he sought to obtain,
 * Was gone with the birth-right he sold,
 * And none could recall it again!


 * He stands as a warning to all,
 * Wherever the gospel shall come;
 * O Hasten and yield to the call,
 * While yet for repentance there's room!
 * Your season will quickly be past,
 * Then hear and obey it today;
 * Lest when you seek mercy at last,
 * The Savior should frown you away.


 * What is it the world can propose?
 * A morsel of meat at the best!
 * For this are you willing to lose
 * A share in the joys of the blest?
 * Its pleasures will speedily end,
 * Its favor and praise are but breath;
 * And what can its profits befriend
 * Your soul in the moment of death?


 * If Jesus for these you despise,
 * And sin to the Savior prefer;
 * In vain your entreaties and cries,
 * When summoned to stand at his bar:
 * How will you his presence abide?
 * What anguish will torture your heart?
 * The saints all enthroned by his side,
 * And you be compelled to depart.


 * Too often, dear Savior, have I
 * Preferred some poor trifle to thee;
 * How is it thou dost not deny
 * The blessing and birth-right to me?
 * No better than Esau I am,
 * Though pardon and heav'n be mine;
 * To me belongs nothing but shame,
 * The praise and the glory be thine.