The Day Must Come, the Judgment Day

The day must come

the judg­ment day

On each fond idle dream­er

On ev­ery wan­der­er from the way

On ev­ery dark blas­phem­er!

The Christ will come in dread ar­ray

Each eye be­hold

each heart ob­ey

His judge or his Re­deem­er!

We may grow hard

and not rev­ere

Each old pro­phet­ic to­ken

Too will­ful and too proud to hear

What God Him­self hath spok­en;

Yet shall the Son of Man ap­pear

And strong­est hearts shall fail for fear

And wrath and pride be brok­en!

He comes in clouds! each daz­zled eye

And cons­cious heart con­found­ing

Myriads of se­ra­phim on high

His glo­ri­ous sign sur­round­ing!

Sun

moon

and stars

droop in the sky;

The shout dies down; the arch­an­gel’s cry;

The trump of God is sound­ing!

Over each dist­ant so­li­tude

That lone­ly blast is swell­ing

None shall its thrill­ing call elude

In earth or ocean dwell­ing:

Death is dis­armed; the grave sub­dued;

To all the count­less mul­ti­tude

Their doom is Je­sus tell­ing!