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O that Day, that Day of ire

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns #480 (1859) Hymnal Title: A Collection of Hymns Languages: English
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Oh that day, that day of ire

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #451 (1867) Hymnal Title: The Book of Worship Lyrics: 1 Oh that day, that day of ire, Told of prophet, when in fire Shall a world dissolved expire! 2 Oh what trembling agony, When His coming shall be nigh, Who shall all things judge and try! 3 When the trumpet's thrilling tone, through the tombs of ages gone, Summons all before the throne. 4 Death and Nature stand aghast, When all creatures, at the blast, Rise to answer for the past. 5 Open then, the book shall lie, All overwrite for every eye, With a world's iniquity. 6 Then the Judge shall sit!--oh then All that's hid shall be made plain, Unrequited naught remain. 7 What then, wretched! shall I plead, Who for me shall intercede, When the righteous scarce is freed? 8 King of awful majesty! Saving souls in mercy free; Fount of pity, save Thou me! 9 Oh remember, Lord, I pray, I the cause was of Thy way; Do not lose me on that day! Topics: Hell Languages: English
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Oh That Day, That Day Of Ire

Author: Richard C. Trench Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8543 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Oh that day, that day of ire, Told of prophet, when in fire Shall a world dissolved expire! 2 Oh what terror shall be then, When the Judge shall come again, Strictly searching deeds of men! 3 When a trump, of awful tone, Through the cave sepulchral blown, Summons all before the throne. 4 What amazement shall o’ertake Nature, when the dead awake, Answer to the Judge to make! 5 Open then the book shall lie, All o’erwrit for every eye With a world’s iniquity. 6 When the Judge His place has ta’en, All things hid shall be made plain, Nothing unavenged remain. 7 What then, wretched! shall I speak? Or what intercessor seek, When the just man’s cause is weak? 8 Jesus, Lord, remember pray, I the cause was of Thy way: Do not lose me on that day. 9 King of awful majesty, Who the saved does freely free, Fount of mercy, pity me. 10 Tired Thou sat, still seeking me— Crucified to set me free: Let such pain not fruitless be. 11 Terrible Avenger, make Of Thy mercy me partake, Ere that day of vengeance wake. 12 As a criminal I groan; Blushing deep, my fault I own; Grace be to a suppliant shown. 13 Thou who Mary did forgive, And who bade the robber live, Hope to me does also give. 14 Though my prayer unworthy be, Yet oh set me, graciously, From the fire eternal free. 15 ’Mid Thy sheep my place command; From the goats far off to stand, Set me Lord, at Thy right hand. 16 And when them who scorned Thee here Thou hast judged to doom severe, Bid me with Thy saved draw near. 17 Lying low before Thy throne, Crushed my heart in dust, I groan: Grace be to be a suppliant shown. Languages: English Tune Title: HEILIGER GEIST

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