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.

2 He the fatal cause demands.
Asks the work of His own hands,
Why, ye thankless creatures, why
Will ye cross His love and die?

3 Sinners, turn; why will ye die?
God, your Savior, asks you -- Why?
He, who did your souls retrieve,
Died Himself that you might live.

4 Will ye let Him die in vain?
Crucify your Lord again?
Why, ye ransomed sinners, why
Will ye slight His grace, and die?

5 Sinners, turn; why will ye die?
God, the Spirit asks you -- Why?
He Who all your life-time strove,
Wooed you to embrace His love.

6 Will ye not His grace receive?
Will ye still refuse to live?
O ye long-sought sinners, why
Will ye grieve your God and die?