Text: | The Day of Judgment |
Author: | Hart |
1 Behold! with awful pomp
The Judge prepares to come;
The archangel sounds the dreadful trump,
And wakes the general doom.
2 Nature in wild amaze,
Her dissolution mourns;
Blushes of blood the moon deface;
The sun to darkness turns.
3 The living look with dread;
The frighted dead arise,
Start from the monumental bed,
And lift their ghastly eyes.
4 Horrors all hearts appal;
They quake, they shriek, they cry;
Bid rocks and mountains on them fall,
But rocks and mountains fly.
5 Great God, in whom we live,
Prepare us for that day;
Help us in Jesus to believe,
To watch, and wait, and pray.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Behold! with awful pomp |
Title: | The Day of Judgment |
Author: | Hart |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1844 |