1 My Saviour! can it ever be,

And wilt thou deign to smile on me?
Yes! thou wilt own me on that day,-
Thou wilt not cast my soul away:
I know in whom I have believed;
I know by whom I am received.

2 T is even so, my dying Lord!
Cleansed by thine all-atoning blood,

I venture to believe, that day,

When heaven and earth shall pass away, Will bring me bliss without alloy, And consummate and crown my joy. 1278

The Judgment-seat of Christ.

1 THAT awful day will surely come,
Th' appointed hour makes haste,
When I must stand before my Judge,
And pass the solemn test.

2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys,
Thou Sovereign of my heart!
How could I bear to hear thy voice
Pronounce the sound, "Depart!"

3 Oh, wretched state of deep despair! To see my God remove,—

And fix my doleful station where
I must not taste his love!

4 Jesus, I throw my arms around,
And hang upon thy breast:
Without a gracious smile from thee,
My spirit cannot rest.

5 Oh, tell me that my worthless name Is graven on thy hands!

Show me some promise in thy book,
Where my salvation stands.

6 Give me one kind, assuring word,
To sink my fears again;
And cheerfully my soul shall wait
Her threescore years and ten.

himself to God."

That awful hour unknown,
When, robed in majesty and power,

Thou shalt from heaven come down!

4 Oh, may we all be found
Obedient to thy word,

Attentive to the trumpet's sound,
And looking for our Lord!

5 Oh, may we all insure

A home among the blest;

And watch a moment to secure
An everlasting rest!

C.

M.

1280

1279 “Every one of us shall give account of S. M. 1 THOU Judge of quick and dead,

Before whose bar severe, With holy joy, or guilty dread, We all shall soon appear!

2 Our anxious souls prepare

For that tremendous day;

Come, fill us now with watchful care,
And stir us up to pray;

"Oh, how shall I appear?"

1 WHEN, rising from the bed of death, O'erwhelmed with guilt and fear,

I see my Maker face to face
Oh, how shall I appear!

2 If now, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought,

My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought;

C. M.

3 When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe,

And sit in judgment on my soul,
Oh, how shall I appear!

4 Then, see my sorrows, gracious Lord!
Let mercy set me free,

While in the confidence of prayer

My heart takes hold of thee.

5 For never shall my soul despair
Thy mercy to procure,

Since thy belovéd Son hath died
To make that mercy sure.

1281 (A Hymn of the Seventh Century.)
"That great day of wrath and terror." 8s & 7s.

1 THAT great day of wrath and terror,
That last day of woe and doom,
Like a thief that comes at midnight,
On the sons of men shall come;
2 When the King of heavenly glory
Shall assume his throne on high;
When the bands of all his angels
Shall be near him in the sky;

3 When the sun shall turn to sackcloth,
And the moon be red as blood;
When the stars shall fall from heaven
As the leaves fall in a wood.

4 Therefore, man, while yet thou mayest,
From the tempter's malice fly!
Give thy bread to feed the hungry,
If thou seek'st to win the sky.

5 Let thy loins be straitly girded,

Life be pure, and heart be right, That, whene'er the Bridegroom cometh, Full thy lamp may shine, and bright.

1282 The righteous judgment of God." L.M.31.

(A Hymn of the Thirteenth Century.)

1 THE last loud trumpet's wondrous sound Shall wake the nations under ground: Where, then, my God, shall I be found,

2 When all shall stand before thy throne, When thou shalt make their sentence known,

And all thy righteous judgment own!
3 Thou, who for sinners felt such pain,
Whose precious blood the Cross did stain,
Who did for us its curse sustain,-

4 By all that man's redemption cost,
Let not my trembling soul be lost,
In storms of guilty terror tossed!
5 Give me in that dread day a place
Among thy chosen, faithful race,
The sons of God, and heirs of grace.
6 Trembling before thy throne I bend;
My God, my Father, and my Friend,
Do not forsake me in the end!

1284

"Behold the Judge of man appear." 8s & 7s.
(A Hymn of the Reformation.)

1 GREAT God! what do I see and hear?-
The end of things created!
Behold the Judge of man appear,

On clouds of glory seated!

The trumpet sounds; the graves restore
The dead which they contained before;
Prepare, my soul, to meet him!

2 The dead in Christ shall first arise,
At the last trumpet-sounding,-
Caught up to meet him in the skies,
With joy their Lord surrounding:
No gloomy fears their souls dismay;
His presence sheds eternal day

On those prepared to meet him.
3 O Jesus! friend to fallen man,
To me impart thy merit;
Forgive my sin, wash out its stain
By thine Almighty Spirit:
The trumpet sounds; the Judge is near,
But then my soul, devoid of fear,
Shall spring with joy to meet him.
"Justice and Judgment."
Psalm 97.

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L. M.

1 HE reigns! the Lord, the Saviour reigns!
Sing to his name in lofty strains;
Let the whole earth in songs rejoice,
And in his praise exalt their voice!

2 Deep are his counsels, and unknown;
But grace and truth support his throne:
Though gloomy clouds his ways surround,
Justice is their eternal ground.

3 In robes of judgment, lo! he comes,Shakes the wide earth, and cleaves the tombs;

Before him burns devouring fire! The mountains melt, the seas retire! 4 His enemies, with sore dismay, Fly from the sight, and shun the day: Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high, And sing, for your redemption's nigh!

How the summons

Will the sinner's heart confound!

2 See the Judge our nature wearing,
Clothed in majesty divine!
You, who long for his appearing,
Then shall say, "This God is mine!"
Gracious Saviour,

Own me in that day for thine!

3 At his call the dead awaken,

Rise to life from earth and sea; All the powers of nature, shaken By his looks, prepare to flee: Careless sinner,

What will then become of thee?

4 But to those who have confesséd,
Loved and served the Lord below,
He will say,
Come near, ye blesséd,
See the kingdom I bestow;

You forever

Shall my love and glory know!

1288 "Knowing the terror of the Lord, we

persuade men."

1 AND will the Judge descend, And must the dead arise, And not a single soul escape His all-discerning eyes?

2 How will my heart endure

The terrors of that day,

S. H.

When earth and heaven before his face Astonished shrink away?

1 ETERNITY -eternity!

O bright, O,blest eternity!

L. M. 71.

Which Jesus hath obtained for those
Who seek in him their sure repose;
A little while they suffer here,
But lo! eternity is near:
Eternity eternity!

2 Eternity-eternity!

Soon shall these eyes thy wonders see; Oh, may I now the world despise,

And upward raise my thankful eyes,

And seek the joys that shall abide,
From sin and sorrow purified:

O bright, O blest eternity!

3 Eternity eternity!

Prepare me for eternity;

Now grant me, Lord, thy humble mind,
To all my Father's will resigned:
Now give me faith that rests on thee;
Lord! in thy love, remember me,
In time and in eternity.

As heretofore

It was, is now,

For evermore!

To thee be praise forever,
Thou glorious King of kings!
Thy wondrous love and favor
Each ransomed spirit sings:
We'll celebrate thy glory

With all thy saints above,
And shout the joyful story
Of thy redeeming love.
7s & 6s.

20.

FATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost,
One God whom we adore,
Join we with the heavenly host
To praise thee evermore:
Live, by heaven and earth adored,
Three in One, and One in Three,
Holy, holy, holy Lord,

All glory be to thee!

21. 10s.

lambic

Trochaic.

To Father, Son, and Spirit, ever blest, Eternal praise and worship be addressed; From age to age, ye saints, his name adore, And spread his fame, till time shall be no

more!

22. 11s.

O FATHER Almighty, to thee be addressed, With Christ and the Spirit,one God ever blest, All glory and worship, from earth and from heaven,

As was, and is now, and shall ever be given! 23. 6s & 4s.

To God, the Father, Son,
And Spirit, Three in One,
All praise be given!
Crown him in every song;
To him your hearts belong;
Let all his praise prolong
On earth, in heaven!

24.

Missionary Doxology.
6s & 43.
WE praise, we worship thee,
Blessed and holy Three,

Wisdom, Love, Might!
Boundless as ocean's tide,
Rolling in fullest pride,
O'er the world far and wide,
"Let there be light!"