4 Yet not thus lifeless, thus inane, The vital spark shall lie,
For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise
To seek its kindred sky.
5 These ashes, too, this little dust,
Our Father's care shall keep,
Till the last angel rise, and break
The long and dreary sleep.
6 Then love's soft dew o'er every eye
Shall shed its mildest rays,
And the long silent dust shall burst
With shouts of endless praise.
O! He comes with clouds descending,
Thousand, thousand saints attending,
Swell the triumph of His train:
Hallelujah,
Jesus now shall ever reign!
2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold Him
Robed in dreadful majesty;
Those who set at nought and sold Him,
Pierced and nail'd Him to the tree,
Deeply wailing,
Shall the great Messiah see!
3 Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain,
Heaven and earth shall flee away;
All who hate Him must, confounded,
Hear the trump proclaim the day:
Come to judgment!
Come to judgment! come away!
4 Now redemption, long expected,
See in solemn pomp appear!
All His saints by man rejected,
Now shall meet Him in the air!
Hallelujah!
See the day of God appear!
5 Yea! amen! let all adore Thee,
High on Thine exalted throne;
Saviour! take the power and glory;
Claim the kingdoms for Thine own!
Oh, come quickly!
Hallelujah! come, Lord, come!
L. M.
TH
THE day of wrath, that dreadful day,
When heaven and earth shall pass away-
What power shall be the sinner's stay?
How shall he meet that dreadful day?
2 When, shriv’ling like a parchéd scroll,
The flaming heavens together roll,
And louder yet, and yet more dread,
Resounds the trump that wakes the dead?
3 Oh, on that day, that wrathful day,
When man to judgment wakes from clay,
Be Thou, O Christ, the sinner's stay,
Though heaven and earth shall pass away.
HOU Judge of quick and dead,
Before whose bar severe,
With holy joy, or guilty dread,
We all shall soon appear:
2 Our anxious souls prepare
For that tremendous day;
And fill us now with watchful care,
And stir us up to pray:
3 To pray, and wait the hour,
That awful hour unknown,
When, robed in majesty and power,
Thou shalt from heaven come down.
1 Oh, may we all be found
Obedient to Thy word-
Attentive to the trumpet's sound,
And looking for our Lord!
5 Oh, may we all insure
A home among the blest;
And watch a moment, to secure
An everlasting rest!
WHEN Thou, my righteous Judge, shalt
To call Thy ransom'd people home,
Shall I among them stand?
Shall such a worthless worm as I,
Who sometimes am afraid to die,
Be found at Thy right hand?
2 I love to meet among them now,
Before Thy gracious feet to bow,
Though vilest of them all;
But, can I bear the piercing thought?
What if my name should be left out,
When Thou for them shalt call?
3 Prevent it, Lord, by Thy rich grace;
Be thou my soul's sure hiding-place,
In this, th' accepted day;
Thy pard'ning voice, oh, let me hear,
To still my unbelieving fear;
Nor let me fall, I pray.
4 Let me among thy saints be found, Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound, And see Thy smiling face:
Then loudest of the crowd I'll sing, While heaven's resounding mansions ring With shouts to sov'reign grace.
And must the dead arise,
And not a single soul escape
His all-discerning eyes?
2 How will my heart endure
The terrors of that day,
When earth and heaven before His face
Astonish'd shrink away?
3 But ere that trumpet shakes
The mansions of the dead,
Hark, from the gospel's gentle voice
What joyful tidings spread?
4 Ye sinners, seek His grace,
Whose wrath ye cannot bear;
Fly to the shelter of His Cross,
And find salvation there.
5 So shall that curse remove,
By which the Saviour bled;
And the last awful day shall pour
His blessings on your head.
DAY of judgment-day of wonders,
Louder than a thousand thunders,
Shakes the vast creation round!
How the summons
Will the sinner's heart confound!
2 See the Judge our nature wearing,
Clothed in majesty divine!
Ye who long for His appearing,
Then shall say, "This God is mine!"
Gracious Saviour!
Own me in that day for Thine!
3 At His call the dead awaken,
Rise to life from earth and sea;
All the powers of nature, shaken
By His looks, prepare to flee:
Careless sinner!
What will then become of thee?
4 But to those who have confesséd,
Loved, and served the Lord below,
He will say, 66
Come near, ye blesséd!
See the kingdom I bestow!
Shall my love and glory know.”
HERE is a land of pure delight,
TH Where saints immortal reign;
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
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