John Newton, 1779, from Olney Hymns, vol. 1, hymn 74
|Poor sinners! little do they think|
With whom they have to do!
But stand securely on the brink
Of everlasting woe.
2. Belshazzar thus, profanely bold,
3. He saw a hand upon the wall
|4. Why should he tremble at the view|
Of what he could not read?
Foreboding conscience quickly knew
His ruin was decreed.
5. See him o'erwhelmed with deep distress!
6. His pomp and music, guests and wine,
|7. The law like this hand-writing stands,|
And speaks the wrath of God;
But Jesus answers its demands,
And cancels it with blood.