See, the Destruction Is Begun

See

the de­struct­ion is begun

And heaps of ru­in spread the ground;

With has­ty strides it march­es on

And scat­ters con­ster­na­tion round.

Sinners in Zi­on take th’al­arm

The hy­po­crites as­ton­ished cry

Who with de­vour­ing flames can dwell?

Who in eter­nal burn­ings lie?

God’s gra­cious voice the saint re­vives

How sweet the heav’n­ly ac­cents sound!

Dwell thou on high

My child

He says

Where rocks shall guard thee all around.

There shall My hand thy wants sup­ply

Thy wa­ter and thy bread are sure;

There shall My vis­its make thee glad

While these alarm­ing scenes en­dure.

Then

led in joy­ous tri­umph forth

Thine eyes the dist­ant land shall view

Shall see thy king in beau­ty dressed

And share His roy­al hon­ors

too.

My soul the ora­cle re­ceives

And feels its en­er­gy to cheer;

A pro­mised Heav’n

a pre­sent God

Forbids my grief

for­bids my fear.