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Shall be caught up to the skies,
And see our Lord again :
To all eternity.
This glorious hope affords ?
In these reviving words :
To the third heaven we go.
THOU God of glorious majesty,
A worm of earth, I cry;
A sinner born to die !
Secure, insensible :
Or shuts me up in hell.
Eternal things impress :
And wake to righteousness.
When Thou with clouds shalt come,
And tell me, Lord, shall I be there,
To meet a joyful doom?
Eternal bliss to' ensure :
And to the end endure.
And reign with Thee above;
And everlasting love. 445
87,87,887. Ringwald & COLLYER.
On clouds of glory seated!
Prepare, my soul, to meet Him. 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise,
At the last trumpet's sounding,
With joy their Lord surrounding :
On those prepared to meet Him. 3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears,
Behold His wrath prevailing ;
And sighs are unavailing;
All unprepared to meet Him.
The end of things created !
Behold the Judge of man appear,
On clouds of glory seated !
And thus prepare to meet Him. 446
78 & 6s. C. WESLEY. 1756. OTAND the' omnipotent decree :
Jehovah's will be done !
And hear her final groan :
And grind us into dust :
At His Redeemer's beck,
And mount above the wreck ;
And claps his wings of fire ! 3 Nothing hath the just to lose,
By worlds on worlds destroyed ;
With smiles, the flaming void :
Around the eternal throne !
To be at last restored,
To earthquake, plague, or sword :
And both fly up to heaven.
C.M. P. J. WRIGHT, 1863,
Loud thunders roll on high.
And lifts His mighty voice;
And waking saints rejoice.
In glory sits alone,
Before the great white throne.
The books are opened wide;
From judgment none can hide.
Behold the Saviour's face;
His justice, truth, and grace.
O save me, I implore !
And praise Thee evermore. 448 Old 104th. P.M. MiLiAN. (1827.) MHE chariot ! the chariot ! its wheels roll on
3 The trumpet ! the trumpet ! the dead have all heard ;
stirred; Lo, the depths of the stone-covered charnel are
From the sea, from the land, from the south and : the north,
The vast generations of men are come forth. 4 The judgment ! the judgment ! the thrones are all set,
sare met; Where the Lamb and the white-vested Elders All flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord,
And the doom of eternity hangs on His word ! 5 Oh mercy! Oh mercy ! look down from above,
Creator ! on us, Thy sad children, with love ! When beneath to their darkness the wicked are
driven, May our sanctified souls find a mansion in heaven! 449 (149)
Hark! the trumpet's awful sound,
How the summons
Clothed in majesty Divine !
Rise to life from earth and sea :
Loved, and served the Lord below,