The Last Judgment

Come

im­mor­tal King of Glo­ry!

Now with all Thy saints ap­pear;

While as­ton­ished worlds ad­ore Thee

And the dead Thy cla­ri­ons hear.

Shine re­ful­gent

And Thy de­ity main­tain.

Hail! the world’s ad­ored cre­at­or!

In Thy ra­di­ant ves­ture seen.

Hail! the Lord of life and na­ture!

Hail th’al­migh­ty Na­za­rene!

They who pierced Him

Every eye shall see Him come.

But how dif­fer­ent the sen­sa­tion!

Saints

with joy and rap­ture filled

Glow with ho­ly ex­ul­ta­tion

To re­demp­tion’s glo­ry sealed;

While the wick­ed

Wail His com­ing’s dread de­sign.

Lo! He comes with clouds des­cend­ing:

Hark! the trump of God is blown:

And th’arch­an­gel’s voice at­tend­ing

Makes the high pro­ces­sion known.

Sons of Ad­am

Rise

and stand be­fore your God!

Crowns and scep­ters fall be­fore Him

Kings and con­quer­ors own His sway;

Haughtiest mon­archs now ad­ore Him

While they see His light­nings play.

How tri­umph­ant

Is the world’s Re­deem­er now!

Light prim­ev­al

in its lus­ter

Doth in Je­su’s as­pect shine;

Blazing co­mets are not fierc­er

Than His eyes of flame di­vine;

Oh! how dread­ful!

Doth the Cru­ci­fied ap­pear!

Hear His voice as migh­ty thun­der

Sounding in eter­nal roar

While its ec­ho rends in sun­der

Rocks and mount­ains

sea and shore.

Hark! His ac­cents

Through th’un­fa­thomed deep re­sound!

See His throne of jas­per white­ness

Throne of jus­tice and of grace

See Je­ho­vah’s eq­ual bright­ness

Shining in Em­ma­nu­el’s face.

Saints ex­ult­ing

Shout with joy th’ac­comp­lished pray­er.

Come

Lord Je­sus

O come quick­ly

Oft has prayed the mourn­ing Bride.

Lo

He an­swers

I come quick­ly.

Who Thy com­ing may ab­ide?

All who loved Him

All who longed to see His day.

See the aw­ful ex­pec­ta­tion!

See the heav’ns them­selves on fire!

Melting in the con­fla­gra­tion

See the ele­ments ex­pire

While the trum­pet

Blows around

Ye dead

arise!

Lo! the dead arise

and stand­ing

At their great cre­at­or’s bar:

While the Judge of all com­mand­ing

Cries

To meet your God pre­pare.

All whose judg­ments

And His way are eq­ual found.

Now the dread­ful vol­umes op­en­ing

Scenes of va­ri­ous deeds dis­close

While the Judge pro­claims the sen­tence

Righteous sen­tence on His foes;

Wrath to sin­ners;

To His saints

the crown of life!

Gather ye His saints to­ge­ther

Now with Him in judg­ment sit:

See the vile as stub­ble wi­ther

Ashes now be­neath your feet!

While His ven­geance

Seals their ev­er­last­ing doom.

Hark! the uni­vers­al groan­ing;

Hark! the cries of guilt and fear:

Hear them each his fate be­moan­ing

Each the cause be­moan­ing hear.

God no long­er

Patient

mer­ci­ful

or kind.

Come

ye mount­ains

fall up­on us

Come

ye rocks

our heads con­ceal;

For the day is now come on us

Day of wrath that burns to hell;

Where the gnaw­ing

Worm of con­science nev­er dies.

Where no more for them re­main­ing

Hope no more awaits their call;

But in iron bonds de­tain­ing

Heav’n’s high jus­tice binds up all;

While His mer­cy

To re­morse­less judg­ment turns.

Lo! the God of all con­tend­ing

Calls the heav­ens from afar

Bids

O earth

thy sons

at­tend­ing

Hear Him

for Him­self

declare!

All His wis­dom

All His right­eous acts un­fold.

Stop for ev­er all com­plain­ing;

Stop the mouth of mur­mur­ing pride.

Fools no more their God dis­dain­ing

Atheists now no more de­ride

But with trem­bling

Wait His judg­ments last award!

Go from Me

He saith

ye curs­èd!

Ye

for whom I bled in vain

Who My ut­most grace re­sist­ed

Go ye to un­end­ing pain;

Lord al­migh­ty

True and right­eous are Thy ways!

Come

He saith

ye heirs of glo­ry!

Come

ye pur­chase of My blood

Claim the king­dom now be­fore you

Rise

and fill the mount of God

Fixed for ev­er

Where the Lamb on Si­on stands!

See ten thou­sand burn­ing ser­aphs

From their thrones as lightn­ings fly!

Take

they cry

your seats above us

Nearest Him that rules the sky.

Patient suf­fer­ers

How re­ward­ed are you now!

Ransomed vic­tors

see His en­sign

Waving high in pur­pled air!

Jesus with His an­cients reign­ing

Shall to each His con­quest share:

He who made them

More than con­quer­ors through His blood.

Now their tri­als all are end­ed

Now the du­bi­ous war­fare’s o’er;

Joy no more with sor­row blend­ed;

They shall sigh and weep no more;

God for ev­er

Wipes the tear from ev­ery eye.

Through His pass­ion

all vic­tor­ious

How they drink im­mor­tal wine;

In Em­ma­nu­el’s like­ness glo­ri­ous

As the fir­ma­ment they shine;

Shine for ev­er

With the bright and morn­ing Star.

Where His scep­ter’s sway ex­tend­ing

Jesus high His right main­tains;

Heaven

and earth

and hell com­mand­ing

God om­ni­po­tent He reigns;

Prince of princ­es!

King of kings and Lord of lords!

Shining in His bright ex­pan­sion

King of saints be­hold Him be!

Joy of each adorn­ing man­sion

Sunk for ev­er at His feet.

Lord of glo­ry!

And His king­dom with­out end!

Shout aloud

ye ethe­re­al choirs

Triumph in Je­ho­vah’s praise

Kindle all your heav­en­ly fires

All your palms of vic­to­ry raise:

Shout His con­quests

Shout

Sal­va­tion to the Lamb.

See in sac­red pomp as­cend­ing

Jesus and His glo­ri­ous train;

Countless my­ri­ads

now at­tend­ing

Hail the em­py­re­an plain.

Hallelujah

First and last

and Lord of all!

In full tri­umph see them march­ing

Through the gates of mas­sy light;

While the ci­ty walls are spark­ling

With me­ri­di­an glo­ry bright.

O how love­ly

Are the dwell­ings of the Lamb!

See His beau­ty all re­splen­dent:

See Him in the God­head shine;

See Him above all tran­scend­ent

Full of dei­ty di­vine.

Hail! Eter­nal!

Sovereign Lord of worlds un­known!

On His throne of sap­phired az­ure

High above all height He reigns:

Reigns the fount of end­less plea­sure;

Self-sub­sist­ent He re­mains.

How dif­fus­ive

Shines the un­cre­at­ed blaze!

Hosts an­gel­ic all ad­ore Him

Circling round His ori­ent seat

Elders cast their crowns be­fore Him

Fall and wor­ship at His feet.

O how holy

And how rev­er­ent is Thy name!

Shout aloud the new crea­tion

All ye heav’n­ly arch­es ring

Echo to the Lord—Sal­va­tion

Glory to th’eter­nal King!

Dread Je­ho­vah!

God with God! and Son of man!

I am Al­pha and Ome­ga

I the First and Last am He:

He who was

and is to come.

Who am

and will for ev­er be:

Jah

Je­ho­vah!

Jah

Je­ho­vah is My name!

Hail! Thou Al­pha and Ome­ga

First and last of all alone!

He that is

and was

and shall be

And be­side whom there is none.

Take the glo­ry

Great eter­nal Three in One!