1 See the Eternal Judge descending,
Seated on sinners Christ will shew thee
That he is the Eternal Son;
Trumpets call thee,
Stand and hear thy awful doom.
2 Hear the sinner now lamenting
At the thoughts of fiercer pain;
Cries and tears are now a-venting,
But he cries and weeps in vain,
Greatly mourning
That he nev'r was born again.
3 Yonder sits my slighted Saviour,
With the marks of dying love;
Oh! that I had sought his favor
When I felt his spirit move!
Doom'd I'm justly,
For I have against him strove.
4 All his wooing I have slighted,
While he daily sought my soul,
If some vows to him I plighted
Yet for sin I broke the all;
Golden moments,
How neglected did they roll!
5 Yonder sits my godly neighbours,
Who were once despis'd by me;
Now they're clad in dazzling splendor,
Waiting my sad fate to see;
Farewell neighbours—
Dismal gulf I'm bound for thee!
6 Hail ye ghosts that dwell in darkness,
Groaning, rattling of your chains!
Christ has now denounc'd my sentence
For to dwell in endless pains;
Down I'm rolling,
Never to return again.
7 Now experience plainly shews me,
Hell is not a fabled thing;
Lo, I see my friends in glory,
Round the throne they ever sing:
I'm tormented
With an everlasting sting.
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First Line: | See the Eternal Judge descending |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1801 |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |