As done to himself he will own,
And crown with an endless reward: They are honour'd whom he shall approve; Their riches shall never decay; Their joy is complete in his love; Their tears shall be all wip'd away.
His God and his Father is ours:
Our foes and our arms are the same: The world, with its dangerous powers, By faith and by hope he o'ercame ; Then let us march cheerfully on, The road that before us he trod; It leads us where he is now gone, To heaven, himself, and his God.
Lo! he comes from heaven descending, Sent to judge both quick and dead! Midst ten thousand saints and angels, See our great exalted Head: Hallelujah!
Welcome, welcome, Son of God.
Full of awful expectation,
All before the Judge appear; Truth and justice go before him; Now the joyful sentence hear: Hallelujah!
Welcome, welcome, Judge divine. 3
"Come, ye blessed of my Father, Enter into life and joy;
Banish all your fears and sorrows, Endless praise be your employ :' Hallelujah!
Welcome, welcome to the skies !
Now at once they rise to glory, Jesus brings them to the King; There, with all the hosts of heaven, They eternal anthems sing; Hallelujah!
Glory be to God on high!
HEAVEN has pronounc'd the great decree, That Adam's race must die: One general ruin sweeps them down, And low in dust they lie.
Ye living men, the tomb survey Where you must quickly dwell; Hark how the awful mandate sounds, In every funeral knell !
you must die, and once for all; The solemn purport weigh;
For know, that heaven and hell are hung On that important day.
Those eyes, so long in darkness veil'd, Must wake the Judge to see ; And every word, and every thought, Must pass his scrutiny.
Oh may I in the Judge behold
My Saviour and my Friend; And, far beyond the reach of death, With all his saints ascend.
The Dissolution of the Present World.
My waken'd soul! extend thy wings Beyond the verge of mortal things; See this vain world in smoke decay, And rocks and mountains melt away.
This wreck of nature all around, The angels' shout, the trumpet's sound, Loud the descending Judge proclaim, And echo his tremendous name.
Children of Adam! all appear With reverence round his awful bar: For, as his lips pronounce, ye go To heavenly bliss or dreadful woe.
Lord! to mine eyes this scene display Frequent through each revolving day; And let thy grace my soul prepare To meet its full redemption there!
Approaching Death and Judgment.
THE day approaches, O my soul ! The great decisive day,
Which from the verge of mortal life Shall bear thee far away.
Another day more awful dawns; Behold the Judge appear!
All nations stand before his bar Their final doom to hear.
Yet does one short preparing hour, One precious hour remain;
Rouse then, my soul! with all thy power, Nor let it pass in vain.
HEAR, O ye dead, awake, arise! The solemn trumpet shakes the skies; The awful Judge is near: Angelic guards attend him down ; And flaming round his fiery throne, A thousand terrors glare.
Pale guilt looks upward with amaze; She trembles while the terrors blaze, And conscience tells her doom: Struck with unutterable dread, The sinner fain would hide his head, And shrink into the tomb.
But ye, his happy saints, rejoice! No terrors hath the Monarch's voice, His looks no frowns, for you : He comes your spirits to convey To regions of eternal day,
To joys for ever new.
Bless'd of my Father! haste,' he cries In joyful triumph mount the skies, To nobler worlds above :
There shall ye share my blissful sight, And taste the fulness of delight In my eternal love.'
The Day of Judgment anticipated.
GREAT God, what do I see and hear! The end of things created! The Judge of mankind doth appear, On clouds of glory seated:
The trumpet sounds, the graves restore The dead which they contained before : Prepare, my soul, to meet him.
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