876. Dark brood the heavens over thee

1 Dark brood the heavens over thee,
Black clouds of gloom are gathering fast,
In awful power thy God has come,
Thy days of sin and mirth are past.

2 Dark brood the heavens over thee,
Red flames of death are bursting round;
Bright lightnings flash, loud thunders roar,
How shakes the heaving, broken ground!

3 Dark brood the heavens over thee,
Behold, the Judge of all appears;
Unnumbered millions throng around,
Raised from the buried dust of years.

4 Dark brood the heavens over thee;
Sinner, behold thy dreadful doom!
Destruction opens wide for thee
Thy blindly chosen, final home.

2 Yet stay, the vision lingers yet;
Why, sinner, O, why wilt thou die?
Dark brood the heavens, but mercy waits;
This hour to Christ, thy Saviour, fly.

Text Information
First Line: Dark brood the heavens over thee
Author: Anon.
Publication Date: 1886
Topic: Second Advent: Executive Judgment
Tune Information
Name: SESSIONS
Composer: L. O. Emerson
Meter: L. M.
Key: C Major
Notes: Alternate tunes: 929, 932, or 914.



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