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Great God, What Do I See and Hear

Author: William B. Collyer, 1782-1854 Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 298 hymnals Topics: End Time; End Time First Line: Great God, what do I see and hear? Lyrics: 1 Great God, what do I see and hear? The end of things created; The judge of mankind shall appear On clouds of glory seated. The trumpet sounds; the graves restore The dead which they contained before: Prepare, my soul, to meet him! 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise At that last trumpet's sounding, Caught up to meet him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding. No gloomy fears their souls dismay; His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet him. 3 But sinners filled with guilty fears Behold his wrath prevailing, For they shall rise and find their tears And sighs are unavailing; The day of grace is past and gone; They trembling stand before his throne, All unprepared to meet him. 4 O Christ, you died, and yet you live; To me account your merit, My pardon seal, my sins forgive, And cleanse me by your Spirit. Beneath your cross I view the day When heav'n and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet you. Used With Tune: ES IST GEWISSLICH Text Sources: Psalms and Hymns,, Sheffield, 1802, st. 1, alt.

Jerusalem, My Happy Home

Author: F. B. P., 16th cent Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 625 hymnals Topics: End Times Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, my happy home, When shall I come to thee? When shall my sorrows have an end? Thy joys when shall I see? 2 O happy harbor of the saints, O sweet and pleasant soil! In thee no sorrow may be found, No grief, no care, no toil. 3 Thy gardens and thy gallant walks Continually are green; There grow such sweet and pleasant flow'rs As nowhere else are seen. 4 There trees forevermore bear fruit And evermore do spring; There evermore the angels dwell And evermore do sing. 5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there Around my Savior stand; And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious band. 6 O Christ, do Thou my soul prepare For that bright home of love That I may see Thee and adore With all Thy saints above. Scripture: Psalm 137:1-6 Used With Tune: LAND OF REST

Jerusalem the Golden

Author: Bernard of Cluny, 12th century Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6 D Appears in 922 hymnals Topics: End Time Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem the golden, With milk and honey blest— The sight of it refreshes The weary and oppressed: I know not, oh, I know not What joys await us there, What radiancy of glory, What bliss beyond compare: To sing the hymn unending With all the martyr throng, Amidst the halls of Zion Resounding full with song. 2 Oh, sweet and blessed country, The home of God’s elect! Oh, sweet and blessed country That eager hearts expect, Where they who with their leader Have conquered in the fight Forever and forever Are clad in robes of white. Jesus in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest Where sings the host of heaven Your glorious name to bless. 3 The Christ is ever with them; The daylight is serene. The pastures of the blessed Are ever rich and green. There is the throne of David; And there from care released, The shout of them that triumph, The song of them that feast. To God enthroned in glory The Church’s voices blend, The Lamb forever blessed, The Light that knows no end. Used With Tune: THAXTED

Sing with All the Saints in Glory

Author: William J. Irons, 1812-1883 Appears in 109 hymnals Topics: End Times Lyrics: 1 Sing with all the saints in glory, Sing the resurrection song! Death and sorrow, earth’s dark story, To the former days belong. All around the clouds are breaking, Soon the storms of time shall cease; In God’s likeness, we awaken, Knowing everlasting peace. 2 O what glory, far exceeding All that eye has yet perceived! Holiest hearts for ages pleading, Never that full joy conceived. God has promised, Christ prepares it, There on high our welcome waits; Ev’ry humble spirit shares it, Christ has passed th'eternal gates. 3 Life eternal! heav’n rejoices: Jesus lives who once was dead; Shout with joy, O deathless voices! Child of God, lift up your head! Patriarchs from distant ages, Saints all longing for their heaven, Prophets, psalmists, seers, and sages, All await the glory giv'n. 4 Life eternal! O what wonders Crowd on faith; what joy unknown, When, amid earth's closing thunders, Saints shall stand before the throne! O to enter that bright portal, See that glowing firmament, Know, with you, O God immortal, Jesus Christ whom you have sent! Scripture: 1 Corinthians 15:12-23 Used With Tune: HYMN TO JOY

Jesus Christ, My Sure Defense

Author: C. Winkworth, 1827-78 Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Appears in 58 hymnals Topics: End Times Lyrics: 1 Jesus Christ, my sure Defense And my Savior, ever liveth; Knowing this, my confidence Rests upon the hope it giveth Though the night of death be fraught Still with many an anxious thought. 2 Jesus, my Redeemer, lives; I, too, unto life shall waken. Endless joy my Savior gives; Shall my courage, then, be shaken? Shall I fear? How could the Head Rise and leave His members dead? 3 Nay, too closely am I bound Unto Him by hope forever; Faith's strong hand the Rock hath found, Grasped it, and will leave it never. Even death now cannot part From its Lord the trusting heart. 4 I am flesh and must return Unto dust, whence I am taken; But by faith I now discern That from death I shall awaken With my Savior to abide In His glory, at His side. 5 Glorified, I shall anew With this flesh then be enshrouded; In this body I shall view God, my Lord, with eyes unclouded, In this flesh I then shall see Jesus Christ eternally. 6 Then these eyes my Lord shall know, My Redeemer and my Brother; In His love my soul shall glow I myself, and not another! Then the weakness I feel here Shall forever disappear. 7 They who sorrow here and moan There in gladness shall be reigning; Earthly here the seed is sown, There immortal life attaining. Here our sinful bodies die, Glorified to dwell on high. 8 Then take comfort and rejoice, For His members Christ will cherish. Fear not, they will hear His voice; Dying, they shall never perish; For the very grave is stirred When the trumpet's blast is heard. 9 Laugh to scorn the gloomy grave And at death no longer tremble; He, the Lord, who came to save Will at last His own assemble. They will go their Lord to meet, Treading death beneath their feet. 10 O that ye would set your hearts High above all earthy pleasures. Take instead what He imparts Who hath giv'n you lasting treasures. There your heart's affections give Where ye shall forever live. Used With Tune: JESUS, MIENE ZUBERSICHT Text Sources: D. M. Luthers…Geistliche Lider und Psalmen, Berlin, 1653; The Lutheran Hymnal, St. Louis, 1941 (tr. sts. 4-10)

Farewell I Gladly Bid Thee

Author: V. Herberger, 1562-1627; C. Winkworth, 1827-78 Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Appears in 16 hymnals Topics: End Times Lyrics: 1 Farewell I gladly bid thee, False, evil world, farewell. Thy life is vain and sinful, With thee I would not dwell. I long to be in heaven, In that untroubled sphere Where they will be rewarded Who served their God while here. 2 By Thy good counsel lead me, O Son of God, my Stay; In each perplexing trial Help me, O Lord, I pray. Mine hour of sorrow shorten, Support my fainting heart, From ev'ry cross deliver, The crown of life impart. 3 When darkness round me gathers, Thy name and cross, still bright, Deep in my heart are sparkling Like stars in blackest night. O heart, this image cherish: The Christ on Calvary, How patiently He suffered And shed His blood for me! 4 Lord, hide my soul securely Deep in Thy wounded side; From ev'ry danger shield me And to Thy glory guide. He has been truly blessed Who reaches heav'n above; He has found perfect healing Who rests upon Thy love. 5 Lord, write my name, I pray Thee, Now in the Book of Life, And with all true believers Take me where joys are rife. There let me bloom and flourish, Thy perfect freedom prove, And tell, as I adore Thee, How faithful was Thy love. Used With Tune: VALET WILL ICH DIR GEBEN

The Day Is Surely Drawing Near

Author: Bartholomaüs Ringwaldt, 1532-99; Philip A. Peter, 1832-1919 Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 34 hymnals Topics: End Times Lyrics: 1 The day is surely drawing near When Jesus, God's anointed, In all His power shall appear As judge whom God appointed. Then fright shall banish idle mirth, And flames on flames shall ravage earth As Scripture long has warned us. 2 The final trumpet then shall sound And all the earth be shaken, And all who rest beneath the ground Shall from their sleep awaken. But all who live will in that hour, By God's almighty, boundless pow'r, Be changed at His commanding. 3 The books are opened then to all, A record truly telling What each has done, both great and small, When he on earth was dwelling, And ev'ry heart be clearly seen, And all be known as they have been In thoughts and words and actions. 4 Then woe to those who scorned the Lord And sought but carnal pleasures, Who here despised His precious Word And loved their earthly treasures! With shame and trembling they will stand And at the judge's stern command To Satan be delivered. 5 My Savior paid the debt I owe And for my sin was smitten; Within the Book of Life I know My name has now been written. I will not doubt, for I am free, And Satan cannot threaten me; There is no condemnation! 6 May Christ our intercessor be And through His blood and merit Read from His book that we are free With all who life inherit. Then we shall see Him face to face, With all His saints in that blest place Which He has purchased for us. 7 O Jesus Christ, do not delay, But hasten our salvation; We often tremble on our way In fear and tribulation. O hear and grant our fervent plea; Come, mighty judge, and make us free From death and ev'ry evil. Scripture: Luke 21:25-36 Used With Tune: ES IST GEWISSLICH

Wake, Awake, for Night is Flying

Author: Philipp Nicolai, 1556-1608; Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878 Appears in 216 hymnals Topics: End Times First Line: "Wake, awake, for night is flying" Lyrics: 1 "Wake, awake, for night is flying," The watchmen on the heights are crying; "Awake, Jerusalem, arise!" Midnight hears the welcome voices And at the thrilling cry rejoices; "Oh, where are ye, ye virgins wise? The Bridegroom comes, awake! Your lamps with gladness take! Allelujah! With bridal care Yourselves prepare To meet the Bridegroom, who is near." 2 Zion hears the watchmen singing, And all her heart with joy is springing; She wakes, she rises from her gloom. For her Lord comes down all-glorious, The strong in grace, in truth victorious; Her star is ris'n, her light is come. Now come, Thou Blessed One, Lord Jesus, God's own Son, Hail! Hosanna! We enter all The wedding hall To eat the Supper at Thy call. 3 Now let all the heav'ns adore Thee, Let saints and angels sing before Thee With harp and cymbals' clearest tone. Of one pearl each shining portal, Where, joining with the choir immortal, We gather round Thy radiant throne. No eye has seen the light, No ear has heard the might Of Thy glory; Therefore will we Eternally Sing hymns of praise and joy to Thee! Scripture: Matthew 25:1-13 Used With Tune: WACHET AUF

Come, Ye Thankful People, Come

Author: Henry Alford, 1810-1871 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 738 hymnals Topics: End Time Lyrics: 1 Come, ye thankful people, come; raise the song of harvest home. All be safely gathered in ere the winter storms begin. God, our maker, doth provide for our wants to be supplied. Come to God's own temple, come, raise the song of harvest home. 2 All the world is God's own field, fruit unto his praise to yield; wheat and tares together sown, unto joy or sorrow grown. First the blade, and then the ear, then the full corn shall appear. Lord of harvest, grant that we wholesome grain and pure may be. 3 For the Lord our God shall come and shall take the harvest home; from his field shall in that day all offenses purge away; give his angels charge at last in the fire the tares to cast, but the fruitful ears to store in his garner evermore. 4 Even so, Lord, quickly come to thy final harvest home. Gather then thy people in, free from sorrow, free from sin, there, forever purified, in thy garner to abide. Come, with all thine angels, come, raise the glorious harvest home! Used With Tune: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR