1 Lo, the righteous Judge descending,
In full glory through the sky,
Suns and stars have veiled their splendor,
While their King is passing by:
Now His signal
Tells us that the judgment’s nigh.
2 Bands celestial all around Him,
Bow obedient to His word;
Hear archangel sound the trumpet,
See the dead to life restored;
In a moment,
They ascend to meet their Lord.
3 Gather all My saints, ye angels,
Who were made your special care;
Fly to earth’s remotest regions,
Bring My ransomed children near;
That to glory
They may all with Me repair.
4 But the sinner, then confounded,
Will with awe the Judge survey,
Hear his dreadful doom announcèd,
And retire in deep dismay;
Self convicted,
To the deathless worm a prey.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #15683