A day of awful grandeur dawns

1 A day of awful grandeur dawns,
And lo! the Judge appears;
Ye heavens, retire before his face;
And sink, ye darkened stars,
And sink, ye darkened stars.

2 The day approaches, O my soul,
The great decisive day
Which from the verge of mortal life
Shall bear thee far away.

3 Yet does one short, preparing hour
One precious hour remain;
Rouse, then, my soul, with all thy power,
Nor let it pass in vain.

Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #893