Text: | That awful day will surely come |
Author: | Watts |
1 That awful day will surely come,
Th' appointed hour makes haste,
When I must stand before my Judge,
And pass the solemn test.
2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys,
Thou Sovereign of my heart!
How could I bear to hear thy voice
Pronounce the sound, depart!
3 Oh, wretched state of deep despair,
To see my God remove,
And fix my doleful station where
I must not taste his love!
4 Oh, tell me that my worthless name
Is graven on thy hands;
Show me some promise in thy Book,
Where my salvation stands.
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First Line: | That awful day will surely come |
Author: | Watts |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Scripture: | ; ; ; ; ; ; |
Topic: | Resurrection and Judgment; Certainty of the Judgment |