1 When Christ in judgment shall descend
And saints surround the Lord,
He bids unnumbered worlds attend
The sentence of His word.

2 Throned on a cloud He soon shall come,
Bright flames prepare His way;
Thunder and darkness, fire and storm,
Lead on the dreadful day.

3 Heav’n from above His call shall hear,
Attending angels come,
And earth and hell shall know and fear
His justice and their doom.

4 "But gather all My saints," He cries,
"That sought their peace with God,
By the Redeemer’s sacrifice,
And found it in His blood."

5 "Their faith and works brought forth to light
Shall make the world confess,
The gift of My reward is right;
And Heav’n shall sing My grace."