SECOND ADVENT.1099C. M.Looking for the coming of the day of God.2 Peter 3:12.Hope of our hearts, O Lord, appear,Thou glorious star of day!Shine forth, and chase the dreary night,With all our tears, away.2Strangers on earth, we wait for thee;O leave the Father’s throne;Come with a shout of victory, Lord,And claim us as thine own.3O bid the bright archangel nowThe trump of God prepare,To call thy saints—the quick, the dead,To meet thee in the air.4No resting-place we seek on earth,No loveliness we see;Our eye is on the royal crown,Prepared for us and thee.5But, dearest Lord, however brightThat crown of joy above,What is it to the brighter hopeOf dwelling in thy love?6What to the joy, the deeper joy,Unmingled, pure and free,Of union with our living Head,Of fellowship with thee?7This joy e’en now on earth is ours;But only, Lord, aboveOur heart without a pang shall knowThe fullness of thy love.8There, near thy heart, upon the throne,Thy ransomed Bride shall seeWhat grace was in the bleeding Lamb,Who died to make her free.1100S. M. D.Come, Lord Jesus.Rev. 22:20.The Church has waited longHer absent Lord to see;And still in loneliness she waits,A friendless stranger she.Age after age has gone,Sun after sun has set,And still in weeds of widowhoodShe weeps a mourner yet.Come, then, Lord Jesus, come!2Saint after saint on earthHas lived, and loved, and died;And as they left us, one by one,We laid them side by side;We laid them down to sleep,But not in hope forlorn;We laid them but to ripen there,Till the last glorious morn.Come, then, Lord Jesus, come!3The whole creation groans,And waits to hear that voiceThat shall restore her comeliness,And make her wastes rejoice.Come, Lord, and wipe awayThe curse, the sin, the stain,And make this blighted world of oursThine own fair world again.Come, then, Lord Jesus, come!Bonar.1101P. M.When the King of kings comes.When the King of kings comes,When the Lord of lords comes;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see the nations broken down,And kingdoms once of great renown,And saints now suffering wear the crown,When the King of kings comes.2When the trump of God calls,When the last of foes falls;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see the saints raised from the dead,And all together gatheréd,And made like to their glorious Head,When the King of kings comes.3When the foe’s distress comes,When the church’s rest comes;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see the New Jerusalem,Its fullness and its matchless frame,Surpassing all report and fame,When the King of kings comes.4When the world’s course is run,When the judgment is begun;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see the sons of God well known,All spotless to their Father shown,And Jesus all his brethren own,When the King of kings comes.5When our Lord in clouds comes,When he with great power comes;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see all things by him restored,And God himself alone adored,By all the saints with one accord,When the King of kings comes.11028s, 7s & 4s.O, come quickly.Saviour, haste: our souls are waitingFor the long expected day,When, new heavens and earth creating,Thou shalt banish grief away;All the sorrowCaused by sin and Satan’s sway.2Haste, O hasten thine appearing,Take thy mourning people home;’Tis this hope our spirits cheering,While we in the desert roam,Makes thy peopleStrangers here till thou dost come.3Lord, how long shall the creationGroan and travail sore in pain,Waiting for its sure salvationWhen thou shalt in glory reign,And like EdenThis sad earth shall bloom again?4Reign, O reign, almighty Saviour,Heaven and earth in one unite;Make it known, that in thy favor,There alone is life and light;When we see theeWe shall have supreme delight.11038s, 7s & 4s.The Lord cometh, etc.Jude 14.Lo! he cometh—countless trumpetsWake to life the slumbering dead;’Mid ten thousand saints and angels,See their great exalted Head:Hallelujah!—Welcome, welcome, Son of God!2Full of joyful expectation,Saints behold the Judge appear;Truth and justice go before him—Now the joyful sentence hear;Hallelujah!—Welcome, welcome, Judge divine!3“Come, ye blesséd 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.11048s, 7s & 4s.Behold he cometh with clouds.Rev. 1:7.Lo! he comes, with clouds descending,Once for favored sinners slain,Thousand thousand saints attending,Swell the triumph of his train!Hallelujah!Jesus now shall ever reign!2Every eye shall now behold him,Robed in dreadful majesty;Those who set at naught and sold him,Pierced and nailed him to the tree,Deeply wailing,Shall the true Messiah see.3Every 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!4Now 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!5Lord, thy Bride says by thy Spirit,Hasten thou the general doom!Promised glory to inherit,Take thy weary pilgrims home!All creationTravails, groans, and bids thee come.6Yes—Amen! Let all adore thee,High on thy exalted throne;Saviour, take the power and glory,Claim the kingdoms for thy own!O! come quickly!Hallelujah, come, Lord, come!Olivers.1105P. M.That blessed hope.Titus 2:13.We wait for thee, all-glorious One;We look for thine appearing;We bear thy name, and on the throne,We see thy presence cheering.Faith even nowUplifts its brow,And sees the Lord descending,And with him bliss unending.2We wait for thee, through days forlorn,In patient self-denial;We know that thou our grief hast borneUpon thy cross of trial.And well may weSubmit with theeTo bear the cross and love it,Until thy hand remove it.3We wait for thee; already thouHast all our heart’s submission;And though the spirit sees thee now,We long for open vision;When ours shall beSweet rest with thee,And pure, unfading pleasure,And life in endless measure.4We wait for thee in certain hope—The time will soon be over;With child-like longing we look up,The glory to discover.O, bliss! to shareThy triumph there,When home with joy and singing,The Lord his saints is bringing!from the German of Hiller.
1099C. M.Looking for the coming of the day of God.2 Peter 3:12.Hope of our hearts, O Lord, appear,Thou glorious star of day!Shine forth, and chase the dreary night,With all our tears, away.2Strangers on earth, we wait for thee;O leave the Father’s throne;Come with a shout of victory, Lord,And claim us as thine own.3O bid the bright archangel nowThe trump of God prepare,To call thy saints—the quick, the dead,To meet thee in the air.4No resting-place we seek on earth,No loveliness we see;Our eye is on the royal crown,Prepared for us and thee.5But, dearest Lord, however brightThat crown of joy above,What is it to the brighter hopeOf dwelling in thy love?6What to the joy, the deeper joy,Unmingled, pure and free,Of union with our living Head,Of fellowship with thee?7This joy e’en now on earth is ours;But only, Lord, aboveOur heart without a pang shall knowThe fullness of thy love.8There, near thy heart, upon the throne,Thy ransomed Bride shall seeWhat grace was in the bleeding Lamb,Who died to make her free.
C. M.
Looking for the coming of the day of God.2 Peter 3:12.
Hope of our hearts, O Lord, appear,Thou glorious star of day!Shine forth, and chase the dreary night,With all our tears, away.
Hope of our hearts, O Lord, appear,
Thou glorious star of day!
Shine forth, and chase the dreary night,
With all our tears, away.
2Strangers on earth, we wait for thee;O leave the Father’s throne;Come with a shout of victory, Lord,And claim us as thine own.
2Strangers on earth, we wait for thee;
O leave the Father’s throne;
Come with a shout of victory, Lord,
And claim us as thine own.
3O bid the bright archangel nowThe trump of God prepare,To call thy saints—the quick, the dead,To meet thee in the air.
3O bid the bright archangel now
The trump of God prepare,
To call thy saints—the quick, the dead,
To meet thee in the air.
4No resting-place we seek on earth,No loveliness we see;Our eye is on the royal crown,Prepared for us and thee.
4No resting-place we seek on earth,
No loveliness we see;
Our eye is on the royal crown,
Prepared for us and thee.
5But, dearest Lord, however brightThat crown of joy above,What is it to the brighter hopeOf dwelling in thy love?
5But, dearest Lord, however bright
That crown of joy above,
What is it to the brighter hope
Of dwelling in thy love?
6What to the joy, the deeper joy,Unmingled, pure and free,Of union with our living Head,Of fellowship with thee?
6What to the joy, the deeper joy,
Unmingled, pure and free,
Of union with our living Head,
Of fellowship with thee?
7This joy e’en now on earth is ours;But only, Lord, aboveOur heart without a pang shall knowThe fullness of thy love.
7This joy e’en now on earth is ours;
But only, Lord, above
Our heart without a pang shall know
The fullness of thy love.
8There, near thy heart, upon the throne,Thy ransomed Bride shall seeWhat grace was in the bleeding Lamb,Who died to make her free.
8There, near thy heart, upon the throne,
Thy ransomed Bride shall see
What grace was in the bleeding Lamb,
Who died to make her free.
1100S. M. D.Come, Lord Jesus.Rev. 22:20.The Church has waited longHer absent Lord to see;And still in loneliness she waits,A friendless stranger she.Age after age has gone,Sun after sun has set,And still in weeds of widowhoodShe weeps a mourner yet.Come, then, Lord Jesus, come!2Saint after saint on earthHas lived, and loved, and died;And as they left us, one by one,We laid them side by side;We laid them down to sleep,But not in hope forlorn;We laid them but to ripen there,Till the last glorious morn.Come, then, Lord Jesus, come!3The whole creation groans,And waits to hear that voiceThat shall restore her comeliness,And make her wastes rejoice.Come, Lord, and wipe awayThe curse, the sin, the stain,And make this blighted world of oursThine own fair world again.Come, then, Lord Jesus, come!Bonar.
S. M. D.
Come, Lord Jesus.Rev. 22:20.
The Church has waited longHer absent Lord to see;And still in loneliness she waits,A friendless stranger she.Age after age has gone,Sun after sun has set,And still in weeds of widowhoodShe weeps a mourner yet.Come, then, Lord Jesus, come!
The Church has waited long
Her absent Lord to see;
And still in loneliness she waits,
A friendless stranger she.
Age after age has gone,
Sun after sun has set,
And still in weeds of widowhood
She weeps a mourner yet.
Come, then, Lord Jesus, come!
2Saint after saint on earthHas lived, and loved, and died;And as they left us, one by one,We laid them side by side;We laid them down to sleep,But not in hope forlorn;We laid them but to ripen there,Till the last glorious morn.Come, then, Lord Jesus, come!
2Saint after saint on earth
Has lived, and loved, and died;
And as they left us, one by one,
We laid them side by side;
We laid them down to sleep,
But not in hope forlorn;
We laid them but to ripen there,
Till the last glorious morn.
Come, then, Lord Jesus, come!
3The whole creation groans,And waits to hear that voiceThat shall restore her comeliness,And make her wastes rejoice.Come, Lord, and wipe awayThe curse, the sin, the stain,And make this blighted world of oursThine own fair world again.Come, then, Lord Jesus, come!
3The whole creation groans,
And waits to hear that voice
That shall restore her comeliness,
And make her wastes rejoice.
Come, Lord, and wipe away
The curse, the sin, the stain,
And make this blighted world of ours
Thine own fair world again.
Come, then, Lord Jesus, come!
Bonar.
1101P. M.When the King of kings comes.When the King of kings comes,When the Lord of lords comes;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see the nations broken down,And kingdoms once of great renown,And saints now suffering wear the crown,When the King of kings comes.2When the trump of God calls,When the last of foes falls;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see the saints raised from the dead,And all together gatheréd,And made like to their glorious Head,When the King of kings comes.3When the foe’s distress comes,When the church’s rest comes;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see the New Jerusalem,Its fullness and its matchless frame,Surpassing all report and fame,When the King of kings comes.4When the world’s course is run,When the judgment is begun;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see the sons of God well known,All spotless to their Father shown,And Jesus all his brethren own,When the King of kings comes.5When our Lord in clouds comes,When he with great power comes;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see all things by him restored,And God himself alone adored,By all the saints with one accord,When the King of kings comes.
P. M.
When the King of kings comes.
When the King of kings comes,When the Lord of lords comes;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see the nations broken down,And kingdoms once of great renown,And saints now suffering wear the crown,When the King of kings comes.
When the King of kings comes,
When the Lord of lords comes;
We shall have a joyful day,
When the King of kings comes:
To see the nations broken down,
And kingdoms once of great renown,
And saints now suffering wear the crown,
When the King of kings comes.
2When the trump of God calls,When the last of foes falls;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see the saints raised from the dead,And all together gatheréd,And made like to their glorious Head,When the King of kings comes.
2When the trump of God calls,
When the last of foes falls;
We shall have a joyful day,
When the King of kings comes:
To see the saints raised from the dead,
And all together gatheréd,
And made like to their glorious Head,
When the King of kings comes.
3When the foe’s distress comes,When the church’s rest comes;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see the New Jerusalem,Its fullness and its matchless frame,Surpassing all report and fame,When the King of kings comes.
3When the foe’s distress comes,
When the church’s rest comes;
We shall have a joyful day,
When the King of kings comes:
To see the New Jerusalem,
Its fullness and its matchless frame,
Surpassing all report and fame,
When the King of kings comes.
4When the world’s course is run,When the judgment is begun;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see the sons of God well known,All spotless to their Father shown,And Jesus all his brethren own,When the King of kings comes.
4When the world’s course is run,
When the judgment is begun;
We shall have a joyful day,
When the King of kings comes:
To see the sons of God well known,
All spotless to their Father shown,
And Jesus all his brethren own,
When the King of kings comes.
5When our Lord in clouds comes,When he with great power comes;We shall have a joyful day,When the King of kings comes:To see all things by him restored,And God himself alone adored,By all the saints with one accord,When the King of kings comes.
5When our Lord in clouds comes,
When he with great power comes;
We shall have a joyful day,
When the King of kings comes:
To see all things by him restored,
And God himself alone adored,
By all the saints with one accord,
When the King of kings comes.
11028s, 7s & 4s.O, come quickly.Saviour, haste: our souls are waitingFor the long expected day,When, new heavens and earth creating,Thou shalt banish grief away;All the sorrowCaused by sin and Satan’s sway.2Haste, O hasten thine appearing,Take thy mourning people home;’Tis this hope our spirits cheering,While we in the desert roam,Makes thy peopleStrangers here till thou dost come.3Lord, how long shall the creationGroan and travail sore in pain,Waiting for its sure salvationWhen thou shalt in glory reign,And like EdenThis sad earth shall bloom again?4Reign, O reign, almighty Saviour,Heaven and earth in one unite;Make it known, that in thy favor,There alone is life and light;When we see theeWe shall have supreme delight.
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O, come quickly.
Saviour, haste: our souls are waitingFor the long expected day,When, new heavens and earth creating,Thou shalt banish grief away;All the sorrowCaused by sin and Satan’s sway.
Saviour, haste: our souls are waiting
For the long expected day,
When, new heavens and earth creating,
Thou shalt banish grief away;
All the sorrow
Caused by sin and Satan’s sway.
2Haste, O hasten thine appearing,Take thy mourning people home;’Tis this hope our spirits cheering,While we in the desert roam,Makes thy peopleStrangers here till thou dost come.
2Haste, O hasten thine appearing,
Take thy mourning people home;
’Tis this hope our spirits cheering,
While we in the desert roam,
Makes thy people
Strangers here till thou dost come.
3Lord, how long shall the creationGroan and travail sore in pain,Waiting for its sure salvationWhen thou shalt in glory reign,And like EdenThis sad earth shall bloom again?
3Lord, how long shall the creation
Groan and travail sore in pain,
Waiting for its sure salvation
When thou shalt in glory reign,
And like Eden
This sad earth shall bloom again?
4Reign, O reign, almighty Saviour,Heaven and earth in one unite;Make it known, that in thy favor,There alone is life and light;When we see theeWe shall have supreme delight.
4Reign, O reign, almighty Saviour,
Heaven and earth in one unite;
Make it known, that in thy favor,
There alone is life and light;
When we see thee
We shall have supreme delight.
11038s, 7s & 4s.The Lord cometh, etc.Jude 14.Lo! he cometh—countless trumpetsWake to life the slumbering dead;’Mid ten thousand saints and angels,See their great exalted Head:Hallelujah!—Welcome, welcome, Son of God!2Full of joyful expectation,Saints behold the Judge appear;Truth and justice go before him—Now the joyful sentence hear;Hallelujah!—Welcome, welcome, Judge divine!3“Come, ye blesséd 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.
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The Lord cometh, etc.Jude 14.
Lo! he cometh—countless trumpetsWake to life the slumbering dead;’Mid ten thousand saints and angels,See their great exalted Head:Hallelujah!—Welcome, welcome, Son of God!
Lo! he cometh—countless trumpets
Wake to life the slumbering dead;
’Mid ten thousand saints and angels,
See their great exalted Head:
Hallelujah!—
Welcome, welcome, Son of God!
2Full of joyful expectation,Saints behold the Judge appear;Truth and justice go before him—Now the joyful sentence hear;Hallelujah!—Welcome, welcome, Judge divine!
2Full of joyful expectation,
Saints behold the Judge appear;
Truth and justice go before him—
Now the joyful sentence hear;
Hallelujah!—
Welcome, welcome, Judge divine!
3“Come, ye blesséd 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.
3“Come, ye blesséd 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.
11048s, 7s & 4s.Behold he cometh with clouds.Rev. 1:7.Lo! he comes, with clouds descending,Once for favored sinners slain,Thousand thousand saints attending,Swell the triumph of his train!Hallelujah!Jesus now shall ever reign!2Every eye shall now behold him,Robed in dreadful majesty;Those who set at naught and sold him,Pierced and nailed him to the tree,Deeply wailing,Shall the true Messiah see.3Every 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!4Now 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!5Lord, thy Bride says by thy Spirit,Hasten thou the general doom!Promised glory to inherit,Take thy weary pilgrims home!All creationTravails, groans, and bids thee come.6Yes—Amen! Let all adore thee,High on thy exalted throne;Saviour, take the power and glory,Claim the kingdoms for thy own!O! come quickly!Hallelujah, come, Lord, come!Olivers.
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Behold he cometh with clouds.Rev. 1:7.
Lo! he comes, with clouds descending,Once for favored sinners slain,Thousand thousand saints attending,Swell the triumph of his train!Hallelujah!Jesus now shall ever reign!
Lo! he comes, with clouds descending,
Once for favored sinners slain,
Thousand thousand saints attending,
Swell the triumph of his train!
Hallelujah!
Jesus now shall ever reign!
2Every eye shall now behold him,Robed in dreadful majesty;Those who set at naught and sold him,Pierced and nailed him to the tree,Deeply wailing,Shall the true Messiah see.
2Every eye shall now behold him,
Robed in dreadful majesty;
Those who set at naught and sold him,
Pierced and nailed him to the tree,
Deeply wailing,
Shall the true Messiah see.
3Every 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!
3Every 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!
4Now 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!
4Now 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!
5Lord, thy Bride says by thy Spirit,Hasten thou the general doom!Promised glory to inherit,Take thy weary pilgrims home!All creationTravails, groans, and bids thee come.
5Lord, thy Bride says by thy Spirit,
Hasten thou the general doom!
Promised glory to inherit,
Take thy weary pilgrims home!
All creation
Travails, groans, and bids thee come.
6Yes—Amen! Let all adore thee,High on thy exalted throne;Saviour, take the power and glory,Claim the kingdoms for thy own!O! come quickly!Hallelujah, come, Lord, come!
6Yes—Amen! Let all adore thee,
High on thy exalted throne;
Saviour, take the power and glory,
Claim the kingdoms for thy own!
O! come quickly!
Hallelujah, come, Lord, come!
Olivers.
1105P. M.That blessed hope.Titus 2:13.We wait for thee, all-glorious One;We look for thine appearing;We bear thy name, and on the throne,We see thy presence cheering.Faith even nowUplifts its brow,And sees the Lord descending,And with him bliss unending.2We wait for thee, through days forlorn,In patient self-denial;We know that thou our grief hast borneUpon thy cross of trial.And well may weSubmit with theeTo bear the cross and love it,Until thy hand remove it.3We wait for thee; already thouHast all our heart’s submission;And though the spirit sees thee now,We long for open vision;When ours shall beSweet rest with thee,And pure, unfading pleasure,And life in endless measure.4We wait for thee in certain hope—The time will soon be over;With child-like longing we look up,The glory to discover.O, bliss! to shareThy triumph there,When home with joy and singing,The Lord his saints is bringing!from the German of Hiller.
P. M.
That blessed hope.Titus 2:13.
We wait for thee, all-glorious One;We look for thine appearing;We bear thy name, and on the throne,We see thy presence cheering.Faith even nowUplifts its brow,And sees the Lord descending,And with him bliss unending.
We wait for thee, all-glorious One;
We look for thine appearing;
We bear thy name, and on the throne,
We see thy presence cheering.
Faith even now
Uplifts its brow,
And sees the Lord descending,
And with him bliss unending.
2We wait for thee, through days forlorn,In patient self-denial;We know that thou our grief hast borneUpon thy cross of trial.And well may weSubmit with theeTo bear the cross and love it,Until thy hand remove it.
2We wait for thee, through days forlorn,
In patient self-denial;
We know that thou our grief hast borne
Upon thy cross of trial.
And well may we
Submit with thee
To bear the cross and love it,
Until thy hand remove it.
3We wait for thee; already thouHast all our heart’s submission;And though the spirit sees thee now,We long for open vision;When ours shall beSweet rest with thee,And pure, unfading pleasure,And life in endless measure.
3We wait for thee; already thou
Hast all our heart’s submission;
And though the spirit sees thee now,
We long for open vision;
When ours shall be
Sweet rest with thee,
And pure, unfading pleasure,
And life in endless measure.
4We wait for thee in certain hope—The time will soon be over;With child-like longing we look up,The glory to discover.O, bliss! to shareThy triumph there,When home with joy and singing,The Lord his saints is bringing!
4We wait for thee in certain hope—
The time will soon be over;
With child-like longing we look up,
The glory to discover.
O, bliss! to share
Thy triumph there,
When home with joy and singing,
The Lord his saints is bringing!
from the German of Hiller.
THE RESURRECTION.1106L. M.The day of the Lord will come.2 Peter 3:10.The Lord will come, the earth shall quake,The hills their fixéd seat forsake;And withering, from the vault of night,The stars withdraw their feeble light.2The Lord will come, but not the sameAs once in lowly form he came;A silent Lamb to slaughter led,The bruised, the suffering, and the dead.3The Lord will come—a dreadful form,With wreath of flame, and robe of storm,On cherub wings, and wings of wind,Anointed Judge of human kind.4While sinners in despair shall call,“Rocks, hide us! mountains, on us fall!”The saints, ascending from the tomb,Shall joyful sing—“The Lord is come!”Heber.1107L. M.The great day of his wrath.Rev. 6:17.That 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?2When shriveling like a parchéd scroll,The flaming heavens together roll;When, louder yet, and yet more dread,Swells the high trump that wakes the dead;3O, on that day, that dreadful day,When man to judgment wakes from clay,Be thou, O God, the sinner’s stay,Though heaven and earth shall pass away.Sir W. Scott.1108C. M.Because I live, you shall live also.John 14:19.When, downward, to the darksome tomb,I thoughtful turn my eyes,Frail nature trembles at the gloom,And anxious fears arise.2Why shrinks my soul? in death’s embraceOnce Jesus captive slept;And angels hovering o’er the place,His lowly pillow kept.3Thus shall they guard my sleeping dust,And, as the Saviour rose,The grave again shall yield her trust,And end my deep repose.4My Lord, before to glory gone,Shall bid me come away;And calm and bright shall break the dawnOf heaven’s eternal day.5Then let my faith each fear dispel,And gild with light the grave;To him my loftiest praises swell,Who died from death to save.Ray Palmer.1109S. M.And to wait for His Son from heaven.1 Thess. 1:10.In expectation sweet,We wait, and sing, and pray,Till Christ’s triumphal car we meet,And see an endless day.2He comes! the Conqueror comes!Death falls beneath his sword;The joyful prisoners burst their tombs,And rise to meet their Lord.3The trumpet sounds—Awake!Ye dead, to judgment come!The pillars of creation shake,While hell receives her doom.4Thrice happy morn for thoseWho love the ways of peace;No night of sorrow e’er shall closeUpon its perfect bliss.Kelly.1110S. M.Awake and sing, you that dwell in dust.Isaiah 26:19.Rest for the toiling hand,Rest for the anxious brow,Rest for the weary, way-worn feet,Rest from all labor now;2Soon shall the trump of GodGive out the welcome soundThat shakes thy silent chamber-walls,And breaks the turf-sealed ground.3Ye dwellers in the dust,Awake! come forth and sing;Sharp has your frost of winter been,But bright shall be your spring.4’Twas sown in weakness here;’Twill then be raised in power:That which was sown an earthly seed,Shall rise a heavenly flower.Bonar.111111s.At the last trump.1 Cor. 15:52.The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire,As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of his ire;Lo! self-moving, it drives on its pathway of cloud;And the heavens with the burden of Godhead are bowed.2The glory! the glory! around him are pouredMighty hosts of the angels that wait on the Lord;And the glorified saints, and the martyrs are there,And there, all who the palm-wreaths of victory wear!3The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard;Lo! the depths of the stone-covered charnel are stirred!From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from the north,All the vast generations of men are come forth.4The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set,Where the lamb and the bright-crownéd elders are met!There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord,And the doom of eternity hangs on his word.I. Williams.1112P. M.He will swallow up death in victory.Isaiah 25:8.Lo! the seal of death is breaking;Those who slept its sleep are waking;Heaven opes its portals fair!Hark! the harps of God are ringing;Hark! the seraph’s hymn is flingingMusic on immortal air.2There, no more at eve declining,Suns without a cloud are shiningO’er the land of life and love;There the founts of life are flowing,Flowers unknown to time, are blowingIn that radiant scene above.3There no sigh of memory swelleth;There no tear of misery welleth;Hearts will bleed or break no more;Past is all the cold world’s scorning,Gone the night, and broke the morning,Over all the golden shore.11136s & 5s.For the trumpet shall sound.1 Cor. 15:52.The last lovely morning,All blooming and fair,Is fast onward fleeting,And soon will appear.CHORUS.While the mighty, mighty, mighty trumpSounds, Come, come away,O, let us be ready to hail the glad day.2And when that bright morningIn splendor shall dawn,Our tears shall be ended,Our sorrows all gone.3The Bridegroom from gloryTo earth shall descend,Ten thousand bright angelsAround him attend.4The grave shall be opened,The dead shall arise,And with the RedeemerMount up to the skies.5The saints then immortalIn glory shall reign,The Bride with the BridegroomFor ever remain.
1106L. M.The day of the Lord will come.2 Peter 3:10.The Lord will come, the earth shall quake,The hills their fixéd seat forsake;And withering, from the vault of night,The stars withdraw their feeble light.2The Lord will come, but not the sameAs once in lowly form he came;A silent Lamb to slaughter led,The bruised, the suffering, and the dead.3The Lord will come—a dreadful form,With wreath of flame, and robe of storm,On cherub wings, and wings of wind,Anointed Judge of human kind.4While sinners in despair shall call,“Rocks, hide us! mountains, on us fall!”The saints, ascending from the tomb,Shall joyful sing—“The Lord is come!”Heber.
L. M.
The day of the Lord will come.2 Peter 3:10.
The Lord will come, the earth shall quake,The hills their fixéd seat forsake;And withering, from the vault of night,The stars withdraw their feeble light.
The Lord will come, the earth shall quake,
The hills their fixéd seat forsake;
And withering, from the vault of night,
The stars withdraw their feeble light.
2The Lord will come, but not the sameAs once in lowly form he came;A silent Lamb to slaughter led,The bruised, the suffering, and the dead.
2The Lord will come, but not the same
As once in lowly form he came;
A silent Lamb to slaughter led,
The bruised, the suffering, and the dead.
3The Lord will come—a dreadful form,With wreath of flame, and robe of storm,On cherub wings, and wings of wind,Anointed Judge of human kind.
3The Lord will come—a dreadful form,
With wreath of flame, and robe of storm,
On cherub wings, and wings of wind,
Anointed Judge of human kind.
4While sinners in despair shall call,“Rocks, hide us! mountains, on us fall!”The saints, ascending from the tomb,Shall joyful sing—“The Lord is come!”
4While sinners in despair shall call,
“Rocks, hide us! mountains, on us fall!”
The saints, ascending from the tomb,
Shall joyful sing—“The Lord is come!”
Heber.
1107L. M.The great day of his wrath.Rev. 6:17.That 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?2When shriveling like a parchéd scroll,The flaming heavens together roll;When, louder yet, and yet more dread,Swells the high trump that wakes the dead;3O, on that day, that dreadful day,When man to judgment wakes from clay,Be thou, O God, the sinner’s stay,Though heaven and earth shall pass away.Sir W. Scott.
L. M.
The great day of his wrath.Rev. 6:17.
That 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?
That 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?
2When shriveling like a parchéd scroll,The flaming heavens together roll;When, louder yet, and yet more dread,Swells the high trump that wakes the dead;
2When shriveling like a parchéd scroll,
The flaming heavens together roll;
When, louder yet, and yet more dread,
Swells the high trump that wakes the dead;
3O, on that day, that dreadful day,When man to judgment wakes from clay,Be thou, O God, the sinner’s stay,Though heaven and earth shall pass away.
3O, on that day, that dreadful day,
When man to judgment wakes from clay,
Be thou, O God, the sinner’s stay,
Though heaven and earth shall pass away.
Sir W. Scott.
1108C. M.Because I live, you shall live also.John 14:19.When, downward, to the darksome tomb,I thoughtful turn my eyes,Frail nature trembles at the gloom,And anxious fears arise.2Why shrinks my soul? in death’s embraceOnce Jesus captive slept;And angels hovering o’er the place,His lowly pillow kept.3Thus shall they guard my sleeping dust,And, as the Saviour rose,The grave again shall yield her trust,And end my deep repose.4My Lord, before to glory gone,Shall bid me come away;And calm and bright shall break the dawnOf heaven’s eternal day.5Then let my faith each fear dispel,And gild with light the grave;To him my loftiest praises swell,Who died from death to save.Ray Palmer.
C. M.
Because I live, you shall live also.John 14:19.
When, downward, to the darksome tomb,I thoughtful turn my eyes,Frail nature trembles at the gloom,And anxious fears arise.
When, downward, to the darksome tomb,
I thoughtful turn my eyes,
Frail nature trembles at the gloom,
And anxious fears arise.
2Why shrinks my soul? in death’s embraceOnce Jesus captive slept;And angels hovering o’er the place,His lowly pillow kept.
2Why shrinks my soul? in death’s embrace
Once Jesus captive slept;
And angels hovering o’er the place,
His lowly pillow kept.
3Thus shall they guard my sleeping dust,And, as the Saviour rose,The grave again shall yield her trust,And end my deep repose.
3Thus shall they guard my sleeping dust,
And, as the Saviour rose,
The grave again shall yield her trust,
And end my deep repose.
4My Lord, before to glory gone,Shall bid me come away;And calm and bright shall break the dawnOf heaven’s eternal day.
4My Lord, before to glory gone,
Shall bid me come away;
And calm and bright shall break the dawn
Of heaven’s eternal day.
5Then let my faith each fear dispel,And gild with light the grave;To him my loftiest praises swell,Who died from death to save.
5Then let my faith each fear dispel,
And gild with light the grave;
To him my loftiest praises swell,
Who died from death to save.
Ray Palmer.
1109S. M.And to wait for His Son from heaven.1 Thess. 1:10.In expectation sweet,We wait, and sing, and pray,Till Christ’s triumphal car we meet,And see an endless day.2He comes! the Conqueror comes!Death falls beneath his sword;The joyful prisoners burst their tombs,And rise to meet their Lord.3The trumpet sounds—Awake!Ye dead, to judgment come!The pillars of creation shake,While hell receives her doom.4Thrice happy morn for thoseWho love the ways of peace;No night of sorrow e’er shall closeUpon its perfect bliss.Kelly.
S. M.
And to wait for His Son from heaven.1 Thess. 1:10.
In expectation sweet,We wait, and sing, and pray,Till Christ’s triumphal car we meet,And see an endless day.
In expectation sweet,
We wait, and sing, and pray,
Till Christ’s triumphal car we meet,
And see an endless day.
2He comes! the Conqueror comes!Death falls beneath his sword;The joyful prisoners burst their tombs,And rise to meet their Lord.
2He comes! the Conqueror comes!
Death falls beneath his sword;
The joyful prisoners burst their tombs,
And rise to meet their Lord.
3The trumpet sounds—Awake!Ye dead, to judgment come!The pillars of creation shake,While hell receives her doom.
3The trumpet sounds—Awake!
Ye dead, to judgment come!
The pillars of creation shake,
While hell receives her doom.
4Thrice happy morn for thoseWho love the ways of peace;No night of sorrow e’er shall closeUpon its perfect bliss.
4Thrice happy morn for those
Who love the ways of peace;
No night of sorrow e’er shall close
Upon its perfect bliss.
Kelly.
1110S. M.Awake and sing, you that dwell in dust.Isaiah 26:19.Rest for the toiling hand,Rest for the anxious brow,Rest for the weary, way-worn feet,Rest from all labor now;2Soon shall the trump of GodGive out the welcome soundThat shakes thy silent chamber-walls,And breaks the turf-sealed ground.3Ye dwellers in the dust,Awake! come forth and sing;Sharp has your frost of winter been,But bright shall be your spring.4’Twas sown in weakness here;’Twill then be raised in power:That which was sown an earthly seed,Shall rise a heavenly flower.Bonar.
S. M.
Awake and sing, you that dwell in dust.Isaiah 26:19.
Rest for the toiling hand,Rest for the anxious brow,Rest for the weary, way-worn feet,Rest from all labor now;
Rest for the toiling hand,
Rest for the anxious brow,
Rest for the weary, way-worn feet,
Rest from all labor now;
2Soon shall the trump of GodGive out the welcome soundThat shakes thy silent chamber-walls,And breaks the turf-sealed ground.
2Soon shall the trump of God
Give out the welcome sound
That shakes thy silent chamber-walls,
And breaks the turf-sealed ground.
3Ye dwellers in the dust,Awake! come forth and sing;Sharp has your frost of winter been,But bright shall be your spring.
3Ye dwellers in the dust,
Awake! come forth and sing;
Sharp has your frost of winter been,
But bright shall be your spring.
4’Twas sown in weakness here;’Twill then be raised in power:That which was sown an earthly seed,Shall rise a heavenly flower.
4’Twas sown in weakness here;
’Twill then be raised in power:
That which was sown an earthly seed,
Shall rise a heavenly flower.
Bonar.
111111s.At the last trump.1 Cor. 15:52.The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire,As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of his ire;Lo! self-moving, it drives on its pathway of cloud;And the heavens with the burden of Godhead are bowed.2The glory! the glory! around him are pouredMighty hosts of the angels that wait on the Lord;And the glorified saints, and the martyrs are there,And there, all who the palm-wreaths of victory wear!3The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard;Lo! the depths of the stone-covered charnel are stirred!From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from the north,All the vast generations of men are come forth.4The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set,Where the lamb and the bright-crownéd elders are met!There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord,And the doom of eternity hangs on his word.I. Williams.
11s.
At the last trump.1 Cor. 15:52.
The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire,As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of his ire;Lo! self-moving, it drives on its pathway of cloud;And the heavens with the burden of Godhead are bowed.
The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire,
As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of his ire;
Lo! self-moving, it drives on its pathway of cloud;
And the heavens with the burden of Godhead are bowed.
2The glory! the glory! around him are pouredMighty hosts of the angels that wait on the Lord;And the glorified saints, and the martyrs are there,And there, all who the palm-wreaths of victory wear!
2The glory! the glory! around him are poured
Mighty hosts of the angels that wait on the Lord;
And the glorified saints, and the martyrs are there,
And there, all who the palm-wreaths of victory wear!
3The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard;Lo! the depths of the stone-covered charnel are stirred!From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from the north,All the vast generations of men are come forth.
3The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard;
Lo! the depths of the stone-covered charnel are stirred!
From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from the north,
All the vast generations of men are come forth.
4The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set,Where the lamb and the bright-crownéd elders are met!There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord,And the doom of eternity hangs on his word.
4The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set,
Where the lamb and the bright-crownéd elders are met!
There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord,
And the doom of eternity hangs on his word.
I. Williams.
1112P. M.He will swallow up death in victory.Isaiah 25:8.Lo! the seal of death is breaking;Those who slept its sleep are waking;Heaven opes its portals fair!Hark! the harps of God are ringing;Hark! the seraph’s hymn is flingingMusic on immortal air.2There, no more at eve declining,Suns without a cloud are shiningO’er the land of life and love;There the founts of life are flowing,Flowers unknown to time, are blowingIn that radiant scene above.3There no sigh of memory swelleth;There no tear of misery welleth;Hearts will bleed or break no more;Past is all the cold world’s scorning,Gone the night, and broke the morning,Over all the golden shore.
P. M.
He will swallow up death in victory.Isaiah 25:8.
Lo! the seal of death is breaking;Those who slept its sleep are waking;Heaven opes its portals fair!Hark! the harps of God are ringing;Hark! the seraph’s hymn is flingingMusic on immortal air.
Lo! the seal of death is breaking;
Those who slept its sleep are waking;
Heaven opes its portals fair!
Hark! the harps of God are ringing;
Hark! the seraph’s hymn is flinging
Music on immortal air.
2There, no more at eve declining,Suns without a cloud are shiningO’er the land of life and love;There the founts of life are flowing,Flowers unknown to time, are blowingIn that radiant scene above.
2There, no more at eve declining,
Suns without a cloud are shining
O’er the land of life and love;
There the founts of life are flowing,
Flowers unknown to time, are blowing
In that radiant scene above.
3There no sigh of memory swelleth;There no tear of misery welleth;Hearts will bleed or break no more;Past is all the cold world’s scorning,Gone the night, and broke the morning,Over all the golden shore.
3There no sigh of memory swelleth;
There no tear of misery welleth;
Hearts will bleed or break no more;
Past is all the cold world’s scorning,
Gone the night, and broke the morning,
Over all the golden shore.
11136s & 5s.For the trumpet shall sound.1 Cor. 15:52.The last lovely morning,All blooming and fair,Is fast onward fleeting,And soon will appear.CHORUS.While the mighty, mighty, mighty trumpSounds, Come, come away,O, let us be ready to hail the glad day.2And when that bright morningIn splendor shall dawn,Our tears shall be ended,Our sorrows all gone.3The Bridegroom from gloryTo earth shall descend,Ten thousand bright angelsAround him attend.4The grave shall be opened,The dead shall arise,And with the RedeemerMount up to the skies.5The saints then immortalIn glory shall reign,The Bride with the BridegroomFor ever remain.
6s & 5s.
For the trumpet shall sound.1 Cor. 15:52.
The last lovely morning,All blooming and fair,Is fast onward fleeting,And soon will appear.CHORUS.While the mighty, mighty, mighty trumpSounds, Come, come away,O, let us be ready to hail the glad day.
The last lovely morning,
All blooming and fair,
Is fast onward fleeting,
And soon will appear.
CHORUS.
While the mighty, mighty, mighty trump
Sounds, Come, come away,
O, let us be ready to hail the glad day.
2And when that bright morningIn splendor shall dawn,Our tears shall be ended,Our sorrows all gone.
2And when that bright morning
In splendor shall dawn,
Our tears shall be ended,
Our sorrows all gone.
3The Bridegroom from gloryTo earth shall descend,Ten thousand bright angelsAround him attend.
3The Bridegroom from glory
To earth shall descend,
Ten thousand bright angels
Around him attend.
4The grave shall be opened,The dead shall arise,And with the RedeemerMount up to the skies.
4The grave shall be opened,
The dead shall arise,
And with the Redeemer
Mount up to the skies.
5The saints then immortalIn glory shall reign,The Bride with the BridegroomFor ever remain.
5The saints then immortal
In glory shall reign,
The Bride with the Bridegroom
For ever remain.
FINAL JUDGMENT.1114C. P. M.That he may find mercy, etc.2 Tim. 1:18.When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt comeTo take thy ransomed 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?2I love to meet thy people now,Before thy feet with them to bow,Though vilest of them all;But—can I bear the piercing thought—What if my name should be left outWhen thou for them shalt call?3O Lord, prevent it by thy grace:Be thou my only hiding-place,In this, the accepted day;Thy pardoning voice, O, let me hear,To still my unbelieving fear,Nor let me fall, I pray.4And when the final trump shall sound,Among thy saints let me be found,To bow before thy face;Then in triumphant strains I’ll sing,While heaven’s resounding mansions ringWith praise of sovereign grace.Countess of the Huntington.1115S. M.Behold the day is come.Behold the day is come;The righteous Judge is near;And sinners, trembling at their doom,Shall soon their sentence hear.2Angels, in bright attire,Conduct him through the skies;Darkness and tempest, smoke and fire,Attend him as he flies.3How awful is the sight!How loud the thunders roar!The sun forbears to give his light,And stars are seen no more.4The whole creation groans;But saints arise and sing:They are the ransomed of the Lord,And he their God and King.Beddome.11168s, 7s & 4s.The voice of the archangel, etc.1 Thess. 4:16.Hark, ye mortals, hear the trumpetSounding loud, the mighty roar!Hark! the archangel’s voice proclaiming,Thou, old Time, shalt be no more.Rolling ages,Now your solemn close appears.11178s, 7s & 4s.Every eye shall see him.Rev. 1:7.Day of judgment, day of wonders!Hark! the trumpet’s awful sound,Louder than a thousand thunders,Shakes the vast creation round;How the summonsWill the sinner’s heart confound!2See the Judge our nature wearing,Clothed in majesty divine!You who long for his appearing,Then shall say, “This Lord is mine!”Gracious Saviour,Own me in that day for thine!3At his call the dead awaken,Rise to life from earth and sea:All the powers of nature, shakenBy his looks, prepare to flee:Careless sinner,What will then become of thee?4Horrors past imaginationWill surprise your trembling heart,When you hear your condemnation,“Hence, accurséd wretch, depart!Hence, with SatanAnd his angels have your part.”5But to those who have confesséd,Loved and served the Lord below,He will say, “Come near, you blesséd,See the kingdom I bestow:You for everShall my love and glory know.”6Under sorrows and reproaches,May this thought our courage raise!Swiftly God’s great day approaches,Sighs shall then be changed to praise:May we triumph,When the world is in a blaze!Newton.111811s & 5s.Where shall the ungodly, etc.1 Peter 4:18.Ah, guilty sinner, ruined by transgression,What shall thy doom be, when, arrayed in terror,God shall command thee, covered with pollution,Up to the judgement?2Stop, thoughtless sinner, stop awhile and ponder,Ere death arrest thee, and the Judge, in vengeanceHurl from his presence thy affrighted spirit,Swift to perdition.3Oft has he called thee, but thou wouldst not hear him,Mercies and judgments have alike been slighted;Yet he is gracious, and with arms unfolded,Waits to embrace thee.4Come, then, poor sinner, come away this moment,Just as you are, come, filthy and polluted,Come to the fountain open for the guilty;Jesus invites you.5But, if you trifle with his gracious message,Cleave to the world and love its guilty pleasures,Mercy, grown weary, shall, in righteous judgment,Leave you for ever.6O! guilty sinner, hear the voice of warning;Fly to the Saviour, and embrace his pardon;So shall your spirit meet with joy triumphant,Death and the judgment.
1114C. P. M.That he may find mercy, etc.2 Tim. 1:18.When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt comeTo take thy ransomed 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?2I love to meet thy people now,Before thy feet with them to bow,Though vilest of them all;But—can I bear the piercing thought—What if my name should be left outWhen thou for them shalt call?3O Lord, prevent it by thy grace:Be thou my only hiding-place,In this, the accepted day;Thy pardoning voice, O, let me hear,To still my unbelieving fear,Nor let me fall, I pray.4And when the final trump shall sound,Among thy saints let me be found,To bow before thy face;Then in triumphant strains I’ll sing,While heaven’s resounding mansions ringWith praise of sovereign grace.Countess of the Huntington.
C. P. M.
That he may find mercy, etc.2 Tim. 1:18.
When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt comeTo take thy ransomed 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?
When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come
To take thy ransomed 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?
2I love to meet thy people now,Before thy feet with them to bow,Though vilest of them all;But—can I bear the piercing thought—What if my name should be left outWhen thou for them shalt call?
2I love to meet thy people now,
Before thy feet with them 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?
3O Lord, prevent it by thy grace:Be thou my only hiding-place,In this, the accepted day;Thy pardoning voice, O, let me hear,To still my unbelieving fear,Nor let me fall, I pray.
3O Lord, prevent it by thy grace:
Be thou my only hiding-place,
In this, the accepted day;
Thy pardoning voice, O, let me hear,
To still my unbelieving fear,
Nor let me fall, I pray.
4And when the final trump shall sound,Among thy saints let me be found,To bow before thy face;Then in triumphant strains I’ll sing,While heaven’s resounding mansions ringWith praise of sovereign grace.
4And when the final trump shall sound,
Among thy saints let me be found,
To bow before thy face;
Then in triumphant strains I’ll sing,
While heaven’s resounding mansions ring
With praise of sovereign grace.
Countess of the Huntington.
1115S. M.Behold the day is come.Behold the day is come;The righteous Judge is near;And sinners, trembling at their doom,Shall soon their sentence hear.2Angels, in bright attire,Conduct him through the skies;Darkness and tempest, smoke and fire,Attend him as he flies.3How awful is the sight!How loud the thunders roar!The sun forbears to give his light,And stars are seen no more.4The whole creation groans;But saints arise and sing:They are the ransomed of the Lord,And he their God and King.Beddome.
S. M.
Behold the day is come.
Behold the day is come;The righteous Judge is near;And sinners, trembling at their doom,Shall soon their sentence hear.
Behold the day is come;
The righteous Judge is near;
And sinners, trembling at their doom,
Shall soon their sentence hear.
2Angels, in bright attire,Conduct him through the skies;Darkness and tempest, smoke and fire,Attend him as he flies.
2Angels, in bright attire,
Conduct him through the skies;
Darkness and tempest, smoke and fire,
Attend him as he flies.
3How awful is the sight!How loud the thunders roar!The sun forbears to give his light,And stars are seen no more.
3How awful is the sight!
How loud the thunders roar!
The sun forbears to give his light,
And stars are seen no more.
4The whole creation groans;But saints arise and sing:They are the ransomed of the Lord,And he their God and King.
4The whole creation groans;
But saints arise and sing:
They are the ransomed of the Lord,
And he their God and King.
Beddome.
11168s, 7s & 4s.The voice of the archangel, etc.1 Thess. 4:16.Hark, ye mortals, hear the trumpetSounding loud, the mighty roar!Hark! the archangel’s voice proclaiming,Thou, old Time, shalt be no more.Rolling ages,Now your solemn close appears.
8s, 7s & 4s.
The voice of the archangel, etc.1 Thess. 4:16.
Hark, ye mortals, hear the trumpetSounding loud, the mighty roar!Hark! the archangel’s voice proclaiming,Thou, old Time, shalt be no more.Rolling ages,Now your solemn close appears.
Hark, ye mortals, hear the trumpet
Sounding loud, the mighty roar!
Hark! the archangel’s voice proclaiming,
Thou, old Time, shalt be no more.
Rolling ages,
Now your solemn close appears.
11178s, 7s & 4s.Every eye shall see him.Rev. 1:7.Day of judgment, day of wonders!Hark! the trumpet’s awful sound,Louder than a thousand thunders,Shakes the vast creation round;How the summonsWill the sinner’s heart confound!2See the Judge our nature wearing,Clothed in majesty divine!You who long for his appearing,Then shall say, “This Lord is mine!”Gracious Saviour,Own me in that day for thine!3At his call the dead awaken,Rise to life from earth and sea:All the powers of nature, shakenBy his looks, prepare to flee:Careless sinner,What will then become of thee?4Horrors past imaginationWill surprise your trembling heart,When you hear your condemnation,“Hence, accurséd wretch, depart!Hence, with SatanAnd his angels have your part.”5But to those who have confesséd,Loved and served the Lord below,He will say, “Come near, you blesséd,See the kingdom I bestow:You for everShall my love and glory know.”6Under sorrows and reproaches,May this thought our courage raise!Swiftly God’s great day approaches,Sighs shall then be changed to praise:May we triumph,When the world is in a blaze!Newton.
8s, 7s & 4s.
Every eye shall see him.Rev. 1:7.
Day of judgment, day of wonders!Hark! the trumpet’s awful sound,Louder than a thousand thunders,Shakes the vast creation round;How the summonsWill the sinner’s heart confound!
Day of judgment, day of wonders!
Hark! the trumpet’s awful sound,
Louder than a thousand thunders,
Shakes the vast creation round;
How the summons
Will the sinner’s heart confound!
2See the Judge our nature wearing,Clothed in majesty divine!You who long for his appearing,Then shall say, “This Lord is mine!”Gracious Saviour,Own me in that day for thine!
2See the Judge our nature wearing,
Clothed in majesty divine!
You who long for his appearing,
Then shall say, “This Lord is mine!”
Gracious Saviour,
Own me in that day for thine!
3At his call the dead awaken,Rise to life from earth and sea:All the powers of nature, shakenBy his looks, prepare to flee:Careless sinner,What will then become of thee?
3At 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?
4Horrors past imaginationWill surprise your trembling heart,When you hear your condemnation,“Hence, accurséd wretch, depart!Hence, with SatanAnd his angels have your part.”
4Horrors past imagination
Will surprise your trembling heart,
When you hear your condemnation,
“Hence, accurséd wretch, depart!
Hence, with Satan
And his angels have your part.”
5But to those who have confesséd,Loved and served the Lord below,He will say, “Come near, you blesséd,See the kingdom I bestow:You for everShall my love and glory know.”
5But to those who have confesséd,
Loved and served the Lord below,
He will say, “Come near, you blesséd,
See the kingdom I bestow:
You for ever
Shall my love and glory know.”
6Under sorrows and reproaches,May this thought our courage raise!Swiftly God’s great day approaches,Sighs shall then be changed to praise:May we triumph,When the world is in a blaze!
6Under sorrows and reproaches,
May this thought our courage raise!
Swiftly God’s great day approaches,
Sighs shall then be changed to praise:
May we triumph,
When the world is in a blaze!
Newton.
111811s & 5s.Where shall the ungodly, etc.1 Peter 4:18.Ah, guilty sinner, ruined by transgression,What shall thy doom be, when, arrayed in terror,God shall command thee, covered with pollution,Up to the judgement?2Stop, thoughtless sinner, stop awhile and ponder,Ere death arrest thee, and the Judge, in vengeanceHurl from his presence thy affrighted spirit,Swift to perdition.3Oft has he called thee, but thou wouldst not hear him,Mercies and judgments have alike been slighted;Yet he is gracious, and with arms unfolded,Waits to embrace thee.4Come, then, poor sinner, come away this moment,Just as you are, come, filthy and polluted,Come to the fountain open for the guilty;Jesus invites you.5But, if you trifle with his gracious message,Cleave to the world and love its guilty pleasures,Mercy, grown weary, shall, in righteous judgment,Leave you for ever.6O! guilty sinner, hear the voice of warning;Fly to the Saviour, and embrace his pardon;So shall your spirit meet with joy triumphant,Death and the judgment.
11s & 5s.
Where shall the ungodly, etc.1 Peter 4:18.
Ah, guilty sinner, ruined by transgression,What shall thy doom be, when, arrayed in terror,God shall command thee, covered with pollution,Up to the judgement?
Ah, guilty sinner, ruined by transgression,
What shall thy doom be, when, arrayed in terror,
God shall command thee, covered with pollution,
Up to the judgement?
2Stop, thoughtless sinner, stop awhile and ponder,Ere death arrest thee, and the Judge, in vengeanceHurl from his presence thy affrighted spirit,Swift to perdition.
2Stop, thoughtless sinner, stop awhile and ponder,
Ere death arrest thee, and the Judge, in vengeance
Hurl from his presence thy affrighted spirit,
Swift to perdition.
3Oft has he called thee, but thou wouldst not hear him,Mercies and judgments have alike been slighted;Yet he is gracious, and with arms unfolded,Waits to embrace thee.
3Oft has he called thee, but thou wouldst not hear him,
Mercies and judgments have alike been slighted;
Yet he is gracious, and with arms unfolded,
Waits to embrace thee.
4Come, then, poor sinner, come away this moment,Just as you are, come, filthy and polluted,Come to the fountain open for the guilty;Jesus invites you.
4Come, then, poor sinner, come away this moment,
Just as you are, come, filthy and polluted,
Come to the fountain open for the guilty;
Jesus invites you.
5But, if you trifle with his gracious message,Cleave to the world and love its guilty pleasures,Mercy, grown weary, shall, in righteous judgment,Leave you for ever.
5But, if you trifle with his gracious message,
Cleave to the world and love its guilty pleasures,
Mercy, grown weary, shall, in righteous judgment,
Leave you for ever.
6O! guilty sinner, hear the voice of warning;Fly to the Saviour, and embrace his pardon;So shall your spirit meet with joy triumphant,Death and the judgment.
6O! guilty sinner, hear the voice of warning;
Fly to the Saviour, and embrace his pardon;
So shall your spirit meet with joy triumphant,
Death and the judgment.