88b. The last Judgment; or, The Saints rewarded

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
Title: The last Judgment; or, The Saints rewarded
Meter: Com. Met.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1740
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Topic: Formal worship; God: the judge; Hypocrites and hypocrisy (5 more...)
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