Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#108

108. The Lord, the judge, before his throne

1 The Lord, the judge, before his throne
Bids the whole earth draw nigh;
The nations near the rising sun,
And near the western sky.

2 No more shall bold blasphemers say,
'Judgment will ne'er begin;'
No more abuse his long delay
To impudence and sin.

3 Thron'd on a cloud our God shall come,
Bright flames prepare his way;
Thunder and darkness, fire and storm,
Lead on the dreadful day.

4 Heav'n from above his call shall hear,
Attending angels come,
And earth and hell shall know, and fear
His justice, and their doom.

5 'But gather all my saints,' he cries,
'That made their peace with God
'By the Redeemer's sacrifice,
'And seal'd it with his blood.

6 'Their faith and works brought forth to light,
'Shall make the world confess,
'My sentence of reward is right,
'And heav'n adore my grace.'

Text Information

• First Line: The Lord, the judge, before his throne
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 50
• Notes: Part 1

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