_Gen. 6:3._
There is a line by us unseen,
That crosses every path,
The hidden boundary between
God's patience and his wrath.
2 To pass that limit is to die,
To die as if by stealth;
It does not quench the beaming eye,
Nor pale the glow of health.
3 Oh! where is this mysterious bourne
By which our path is crossed;
Beyond which God himself hath sworn
That he who goes is lost?
4 How far may we go on to sin?
How long will God forbear?
Where does hope end, and where begin
The confines of despair?
5 An answer from the skies is sent,--
"Ye that from God depart,
While it is called to-day, repent,
And harden not your heart."
Joseph Addison Alexander.