THAT SINNER, BETSY.
Young people who delight in sin
A warning take from what has been,
A poor young woman lately died.
Who quickly dropped from wealth and pride.
She'd go to frolics, dance and play,
In spite of all her friends could say:
"I will he good when I get old,
And then my sins may not he told."
One early morning she took sick,
Her stubborn heart began to ache,
"Alas! alas! my days are spent.
And now 'tis too late to repent."
She called her mother to her bed.
Her eyes were rolling in bet head,
"Mother, dear, do pray for me,
I'm passing to eternity."
"And you, dear father, fare thee well,
Your daughter Betsy's doomed to hell " -
She closed her eyes, this world all dark,
And to another did depart.
Come ye young people, warning take,
And all your sinful ways forsake,
Turn to your God, or you must die
And sink to all eternity.