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When God shall build my bones again,
He clothes them all afresh.
With strong immortal eyes;
With pleasure and surprise.
[s. B. 228.] S. M. AND will the Judge descend?
And must the dead arise? And not a single soul escape
His all-discerning eyes? 2 And from his righteous lips
Shall this dread sentence sound: And through the numerous guilty throng,
Spread black despair around? 3 “Depart from me, accursed,
To everlasting flame,
Where mercy never came.”
heart endure The terrors of that day, When earth and heaven, before his face,
Astonish'd, shrink away? 5 But ere that trumpet shakes
The mansions of the dead; Hark! from the gospel's cheering sound,
What joyful tidings spread! 6 Ye sinners, seek his grace,
Whose wrath ye cannot bear: Fly to the shelter of his cross,
And find salvation there.
7 So shall that curse remove
By which the Saviour bled;
His blessings on your head. 148.
[s. B. 230.] L. M.
O'er the wide earth the summons spread. 2 Lo! all assembled at his bar!
Now every eye must Jesus see;
That fain would from his presence flee. 3 All who have pierced him too shall come;
Now harden'd hearts begin to fail;
And all the ungodly race shall wail. 4 Hide us, ye mountains, hark! they cry,
From him that sits upon the throne;
And from his more tremendous frown. 5 Now dawns the awful day of wrath;
The hour of vengeance is at hand,
And who may in his presence stand? 6 The saints alone, at that dread hour,
With joy and triumph lift their head;
[s. B. 231.] P. M.
Hark! the trumpet's awful sound,
How the summons
2 See the Judge our nature wearing,
Clothed in majesty divine!
Rise to life from earth and sea:
Will surprise your trembling heart,
Thou with Satan,
“Come near, ye blessed,
You for ever Shall my love and glory know.” 6 Under sorrows and reproaches,
May this thought our courage raise,
May we triumph,
He will say,
[s. B. 232.]
WHEN rising from the bed of death,
O’erwhelm'd with guilt and fear,
O how shall I appear!
2 If yet, while pardon may be found,
And mercy may be sought,
And trembles at the thought. 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed
In majesty severe,
O how shall I appear!
Timely my sins lament;
Eternal woes prevent!
[L. B. 64.] 4 lines 6 & 2-8.
Oil in your vessels take:
Behold the heavenly Bridegroom nigh! 2 He comes, he comes to call
The nations to his bar,
Who fit for glory are:
Go forth with joy to meet your Lord. 3 Go meet him in the sky,
Your everlasting Friend;
With all his saints ascend:
To see, without a veil, his face. . 4 Ye that have here received
The unction from above,
Jesus shall claim you for his bride;
Rejoice with all the sanctified. 5 The everlasting doors
Shall soon the saints receive,
In glorious joy to live;
With God eternally shut in. 6 Then let us wait to hear
The trumpet's welcome sound:
(L. B. 53.]
8 lines 7 & 6.
HEARKEN to the solemn voice,
The awful midnight cry!
And see the Bridegroom nigh:
forth to meet your Lord,
Tils Christ, the Judge, shall come;
To meet the general doom:
With all his saints in light.
Watching to see him come;
Shall bear triumphant home: