LXXV. Doomsday

1 Come to Judgment, come away,
(Hark! I hear the Angel say,
Summoning the Dust to rise)
"Haste, resume and lift your Eyes;
Hear, ye Sons of Adam, hear;
Man, before thy God appear!

2 Come to Judgment, come away!
This the last, the dreadful Day.
Sov'reign Author, Kudge of all,
Dust obey thy quick'ning call;
Dust no other Voice will heed;
Thine the Trump that wakes the dead.

3 Come to Judgment, come away!
Lingering Man, no longer stay;
Thee let Earth at length restore,
Pris'ner in her Womb no more;
Burst the Barriers of the Tomb,
Rise to meet thy instant Doom.

4 Come to Judgment, come away!
Wide disperst howe’er ye stray;
Lost in Fire, or Air, or Main,
Kindred Atoms meet again,
Sepulchred where’er ye rest,
Mixt with Fish, or Bird, or Beast.

5 Come to Judgment, come away;
Help, O Christ! thy Works decay:
Man is out of Order hurl'd,
Parcel'd out to all the World;
Lord, thy broken Concert raise,
And the Musick shall be Praise.

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First Line: Come to Judgment, come away
Title: Doomsday
Language: English
Publication Date: 1774
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