The LORD draws nigh, the righteous Throne’s Assessor,
The just to save, to punish the transgressor:
Weep we, and mourn, and pray,
Regardful of that day;
When all the secrets of all hearts shall be
Lit with the blaze of full eternity.
Clouds and thick darkness o’er the Mount assembling,
Moses beheld the Eternal’s glory, trembling;
And yet he might but see
GOD’s feebler Majesty.
And I—I Needs must view His fullest Face:
O Spare me, LORD! O take me to Thy grace!
David of old beheld, in speechless terror,
The session of the Judge—the doom of error:
And what have I to plead
For mercy in my need?
Nothing save this: O grant me yet to be,
Ere that day come, renewed and true to Thee!
Here, fires of deep damnation roar and glitter:
The worm is deathless, and the cup is bitter:
There, day that hath no morrow,
And joy that hath no sorrow:
And who so blest that he shall fly the abyss,
Raised up to GOD’s Right Hand, and speechless bliss!
My soul with many an act of sin is wounded:
With mortal weakness is my frame surrounded:
My life is well nigh o’er:
The Judge is at the door:
How wilt thou, miserable spirit, fare,
What time He sends His summons through the air?
Hymns of the Eastern Church, 1866
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Hymns and Poetry of the Eastern Church #150||The Lord draws nigh, the righteous throne's Assessor||The Lord draws nigh, the righteous throne's Assessor||Neale; Theodore of the Studium||1908|
|Hymns of the Eastern Church (5th ed.) #181||The Lord Draws Nigh, the Righteous Throne's Assessor||The Lord Draws Nigh, the Righteous Throne's Assessor||Theodore of the Studium; John Mason Neale||11,11,6,6,10,10||1866|