Ye Various Tribes of Men

Ye va­ri­ous tribes of men

Behold a com­ing God

In splen­did state He rides

And casts His wrath abroad:

Before His throne shall all ap­pear

And from His lips their sen­tence hear.

The re­bels who de­fied

His jus­tice and His pow­er

Shall trem­ble when they see

The venge­ful flames de­vour:

Distressed

un­done

no friend they have

Their cause to plead

no one to save.

But those who love the Lord

And make His name their trust

The con­trite and sin­cere

The faith­ful and the just

Shall hear Him say

As­cend ye blest

To man­sions of eter­nal rest.