DAY OF JUDGMENT.

HYMN 585. C. M.

ADDISON

WHEN rising from the bed of death,

O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear,

I see my Maker face to face

Oh, how shall I appear!

2 If yet, while pardon may be found,
And mercy may be sought,

My heart with inward horror shrinks,
And trembles at the thought:

3 When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclos'd In Majesty severe,

And sit in judgment on my soul,

Oh, how shall I appear!

4 Prepare me, Lord, to meet that day, Ere yet it be too late,

When I shall view these solemn scenes, And feel their awful weight.

HYMN 586.

C. M.

WATTS.

Everlasting absence of God intolerable.

HAT awful day will surely come, The Th' appointed hour makes hasteAnd I must stand before my Judge, And ass the solemn test.

2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys,
Thou Sov'reign of my heart,
How could I bear to hear thy voice
Pronounce the sound, Depart!

3 The thunder of that dismal word
Would so torment my ear,

'Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord, With most tormenting fear.

4 What to be banish'd from my life,
And yet forbid to die!
To linger in eternal pain,

Yet death forever fly!

5 Oh, wretched state of deep despair
To see my God remove-
And fix my doleful station where
I must not taste his love!

6 Oh, tell me that my worthless name
Is graven on thy hands;

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Show me some promise in thy book,
Where
my salvation stands.

SEE

HYMN 587. 8, 7, 4.

Luke xiii. 28.

EE th' Eternal Judge descendingView him seated on his throne! Now, poor sinner, now lamenting, Stand and hear thy awful doomTrumpets call thee!

Stand and hear thy awful doom.

2 Hear the cries he now is venting,
Fill'd with dread of fiercer pain;
While in anguish thus lamenting,
That he ne'er was born again,
Greatly mourning,

That be ne'er was born again :
3 "Yonder sits my slighted Saviour,
With the marks of dying love;
Oh, that I had sought his favor,
When I felt his Spirit move-
Golden moments,

When I felt his Spirit move."
4 Now, despisers, look and wonder!
Hope and sinners here must part,
Louder than a peal of thunder,

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Hear the dreadful sound, "Depart!"
Lost forever,

Hear the dreadful sound, "Depart!"

HYMN 588. 8, 7.

Soon that awful day shall break,
INNERS, take the friendly warning-

And the trumpet with its dawning,
All the slumb'ring/millions wake.
2 See assembled ev'ry nation!—
Lofty cities, temples, tow'rs,
Wrapt in dreadful conflagration,
Earth and sea the flame devours.
3 Ye, who to the world dissemble,
While you practice deeds of night,

Sinners, now behold and tremble;
All your crimes are brought to light.
4 Lost in ease, or carnal pleasure,
Sporting on the burning brink;
Now, you say, you have no leisure,
You can find no time to think.

5 Ye-who now, conviction stifling,

Waste your time-the loss deplore; Hear the angel-cease your trifling— "Time," he cries, "shall be no more." 6 Pause, and hear the voice of reasonCatch the moments as they flyYou who lose the present season, You must all find time to die.

HYMN 589.

L. M.

NEEDHAM.

The Books opened. Rev. xx. 12.

1 METHINKS the last great day is come;

Methinks I hear the trumpet sound, That shakes the earth, rends ev'ry tomb, And wakes the pris'ners under ground. 2 The mighty deep gives up her trust, Aw'd by the Judge's high command; Both small and great now quit their dust, And round the dread tribunal stand.

3 Behold the awful books display'd,

Big with th' important fates of men; Each deed and word now public made, As wrote by heav'n's unerring pen.

4 To ev'ry soul, the books assign
The joyous or the dread reward;
Sinners in vain lament and pine-

No plea the Judge will here regard.

5 Lord, when these awful leaves unfold, May life's fair book my soul approve! There may I read my name enroll'd, And triumph in redeeming love!

DEATH AND HEAVEN.

HYMN 590.

C. M.

COLLYER.

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1 Sam. xv. 32.

WHEN, bending o'er the brink of life,

My trembling soul shall stand,

Waiting to pass death's awful flood,
Great God, at thy command!

2 When weeping friends surround my bed, And close my sightless eyes;

When shatter'd by the weight of years
This broken body lies:

3 When ev'ry long lov'd scene of life
Stands ready to depart;