Wesley Corpus

Which of you dares meet his day ? " Rise, and come to judgment!" -- Lord, We rise, and come away. HYMN 55. d. s. m. 1 r I ^HOU Judge of quick and dead, -^ Before whose bar severe, With holy joy, or guilty dread, We all shall soon appear ; Our caution 'd souls prepare For that tremendous day ; And fill us now with watchful care, And stir us up to pray : 2 To pray, and wait the hour, That awful hour unknown ; When, robed in majesty and power, Thou shalt from heaven come down, The' immortal Son of Man, To judge the human race. With all thy Father's dazzling train, With all thy glorious grace. Describing Judgment. && 3 To damp our earthly joys, To' increase our gracious fears, For ever let the' Archangel's voice Be sounding in our ears; The solemn midnight cry, (* Ye dead, the Judge is come ; Arise, and meet him in the sky, And meet your instant doom ! " 4 O may we thus be found Obedient to his word ; Attentive to the trumpet's sound, And looking for our Lord ! O may we thus ensure A lot among the blest ; And watch a moment to secure An everlasting rest ! 1 T TE comes ! he comes ! the Judge severe ' *■ A The seventh trumpet speaks him near ; His lightnings flash ; his thunders roll : How welcome to the faithful soul ! 2 From heaven angelic voices sound ; See the Almighty Jesus crown'd ! Girt with omnipotence and grace ; And glory decks the Saviour's face. 3 Descending on his azure throne, He claims the kingdoms for his own ; The kingdoms all obey his word, And hail him their triumphant Lord. 4 Shout, all the people of the sky ! And all the saints of the Most High ; Our Lord, who now his right obtains, For ever and for ever reigns. 00 Describing Judgment. HYMN 57. l. m. 1 rTHHE great Archangel's trump shall sound, A (While twice ten thousand thunders roar,) Tear up the graves, and cleave the ground, And make the greedy sea restore 2 The greedy sea shall yield her dead, The earth no more her slain conceal ; Sinners shall lift their guilty head, And shrink to see a yawning hell.