1 What wilt thou do in the swelling of Jordan,
Boldly rejecting the Lamb that was slain,
Scorning the grief in Gethsemane’s garden,
Letting Him suffer and die all in vain?

Refrain:
Soon in the midnight thy soul He’ll be calling;
Who then can save thee from danger appalling?
Too late to plead then for mercy and pardon!
What wilt thou do? What wilt thou do?
What wilt thou do in the swelling of Jordan?

2 This side the river, friends nearest and dearest
Leave thee to go on thy journey alone;
If in the valley of shadow thou fearest,
Cling to the hand of the Crucified One. [Refrain]

3 But in thy wanderings He follows thee ever,
Seeking to win thee by night and by day;
Hear His sweet promise, I’ll never, no, never
Leave thee to perish, for I am the Way. [Refrain]

4 Life’s sun is setting, and darkness is nearing;
Too late tomorrow thy pleading may be;
Tell Him thy sorrow, and trust Him, unfearing;
He who saved sinners will save even thee. [Refrain]