1 God from his throne with piercing eye,
Naked does every heart behold;
But never, till we come to die,
Will he to us the view unfold.
2 Should sin, in naked form appear,
Just as it rises in the heart,
And others know and see it there
In ev'ry feeling, every thought;
3 The fire of hell must kindle soon,
How envy and revenge would flame!
One heart would urge another on,
Till rage and vengeance want a name!
4 Sin in its nature would appear
A living death, to form a hell;
The worst of mis'ries creatures fear,
The worst of plagues the tongue can tell.
5 Unveil'd and naked ev'ry heart
Before the judgment seat must stand,
Sin act no more a double part,
But meet a death from its own hand.
6 The fiery lake must hotter grow
From the fierce clash of sinful souls;
Each bosom like a furnace glow,
Nor God the rage or fire control.
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First Line: | God, from his throne, with piercing eye |
Meter: | L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
Topic: | Holy Spirit: Awakening. The Evil of sin |
Notes: | Public Domain. |