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His lightnings flash, his thunders roll,
WHAT were Sinai's awful wonders,
To the wonders of that day? When a voice like
thunders Shall be heard from heaven to say, Come to judgment !
Lo, the Judge is on his way.
Lo, he comes ! the Lord from heaven:
He who bore the cross below;
Great his glory!
Stand before the Saviour's throne;
And on earth his name confess'd,
Sweet their portion ; Their's an everlasting rest. 450 wwwminnan Helmsley. LO, he comes with clouds descending,
Once for favour'd sinners slain !
Rob’d in dreadful majesty;
They who set at nought and sold him,
Heaven and earth shall flee away;
Come to judgment !
See in solemn pomp appear!
Hasten, Lord, the general doom,
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