LYRICS
| 1. 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.
2. 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!
3. 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!
4. 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!
5. 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?
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