A Selection of Hymns ‎#DLXXVIII

DLXXVIII. The Last Judgment

1 He comes! he comes! to judge the world,
Aloud th' archangel cries:
While thunders roll from pole to pole,
And lightnings cleave the skies.

2 Th' affrighted nations hear the sound,
And upward lift their eyes:
The slumb'ring tenants of the ground
In living armies rise.

3 Amid the shouts of numerous friends,
Of hosts divinely bright,
The judge in solemn pomp descends,
Array'd in robes of light.

4 His head and hairs are white as snow,
His eyes a fiery flame,
A radiant crown adorns his brow,
And Jesus is his name.

5 Writ on his thigh his name appears,
And scars his victo'ies tell:
Lo! in his hand the conqu'ror bears
The keys of death and hell.

6 So he ascends the judgment-seat,
And at his dread command,
Myriads of creatures round his feet
In solemn silence stand.

7 Princes and peasants here expect
Their, last, their righteous doom;
The men who dar'd his grace reject,
And they who dar'd presume.

8 "Depart, ye sons of death and sin,"
The injur'd Jesus cries,
While the long-kindling wrath within
Flames from both his eyes.

9 And now in words divinely sweet,
With rapture in his face,
Aloud his sacred lips repeat
The sentence of his grace:

10 "Well done, my good and faithful sons.
"The children of my love;
"Receive the sceptres, crowns and thrones
"Prepar'd for you above."

Text Information

• First Line: He comes! he comes! to judge the world
• Title: The Last Judgment
• Author: Dr. S. Stennett
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1792
• Topic: The Day of Judgment; The coming of the judge

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