1 Rise, O Lord! in all Thy glory
On the last and dreadful day;
Lo! the lofty hills are hoary,
Trembling ere they melt away!
Come to judgment! Come to judgment,
Let Thy wheels no longer stay.
2 Crash on crash of distant thunder
Peals aloud from pole to pole;
As in wrath they burst asunder,
And the skies together roll!
Clothed in sackcloth! Clothed in sackcloth!
Withering like a parchment scroll!
3 Now the universe in motion
Sinks upon her funeral pyre,
Earth dissolving, and the ocean
Vanishing in final fire:
Hark, the trumpet! Hark, the trumpet
Loud proclaims the hour of ire!
4 Graves have yawned in countless numbers,
From the dust the dead arise—
Legions, out of silent slumbers
Wake in overwhelmed surprise—
Where all nature! Where all nature
Wrecked and torn in ruin lies!
5 Lo! that last long separation
As the cleaving crowds divide—
And one dread adjudication
Sends each soul to either side:
Lord of mercy! Lord of mercy!
How shall I that day abide?
6 Sign of safety! see it lightening,
Once the cross of crimson shame!
And with heavn’ly luster brightening
Those who suffered in its name!
Mighty millions! Mighty millions!
Radiant with their wings of flame!
7 Rise, O Lord! in all Thy glory
On Thine amaranthine throne!
Thousand thousand worlds adore Thee,
Bow their knee to Thee alone.
Hail, Emmanuel! Hail, Emmanuel!
Let our hearts be all Thine own!
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