CVII. The Day of Judgment

1 When the fierce North Wind with his airy Forces
Rears up the Baltick to a foaming Fury;
And the red Lightnings, with a Storm of Hail comes,
Rushing amain down.

2 How the poor Sailors stand amaz'd and tremble!
While the hoarse Thunder, like a bloody Trumpet,
Roars a loud Onset to the gaping Waters,
Quick to devour them.

3 Such shall the Noise be, and the wild Disorder,
(If Things Eternal may be like these Earthly)
Such the dire Terror when the great Archangel
Shakes the Creation.

4 Tears the strong Pillars of the Vault of Heaven,
Breaks up old Marble, the Repose of Princes,
See the Graves open, and the Bones arising.
Flames all around 'em!

5 Hark, the shrill Outcries of the guilty Wretches!
Lively bright Horror, and amazing Anguish,
Stare thro' their Eye-lids, while the living Worm lies
Gnawing within them.

6 Thoughts like old Vultures, prey upon their heartstrings
And the Smart twinges, when the Eye beholds the
Lofty Judge frowning, and a Flood of Vengeance
Rolling afore them.

7 Hopeless Immortals! how they scream and shiver
While Devils push them to the Pit wide yawning
Hideous and gloomy, to receive them headlong
Down to the Centre!

8 Stop here my Fancy: (all away. ye horrid
Doleful Ideas,) come, arise to JESUS,
How he sits God-like! and the Saints around him,
Thron'd yet adoring!

9 O may I sit there when he comes Triumphant,
Dooming the Nations! then ascend to Glory,
While our Hosannas all along the Passage
Shout the Redeemer.

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First Line: When the fierce North wWnd with his airy Forces
Title: The Day of Judgment
Language: English
Publication Date: 1774
Notes: Now Public Domain.
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