571 L. M. Paul's 246. Angel's Hymn 60.

Luther's 301.

The Books opened, Rev. xx. 12.

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1 METHINKS the last great day is come,
Methinks I hear the trumpet sound,
That shakes the earth, rends every tomb,
And wakes the prisoners under ground.
2 The mighty deep gives up her trust,
Aw'd by the Judge's high command;
Both small and great now quit their dust,
And round the dread tribunal stand.
3 Behold the awful books display'd,
Big with th' important fates of men;
Each deed and word now public made,
As wrote by Heaven's unerring pen.
4 To every soul the books assign. 1
The joyous or the dread reward:
Sinners in vain lament and pine; ;
No pleas the judge will here regard.
5 LORD! when these awful leaves unfold,
May life's fair book my soul approve :
There may I read my name enroll'd,
And triumph in redeeming love.

572 S. M. Whitefield 168. Aynhoe 108.

The final Sentence and Misery of the Wicked, Matt.xxv. 41 ND will the Judge descend?

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And must the dead arise? ka

And not a single soul escape

His all-discerning eyes

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And from his righteous lips

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Shall this dread sentence sound;
And, thro' the numerous guilty throng,
Spread black despair around?

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Depart from me, accurs'd, 22.
To everlasting flame,

For rebel-angels first prepar'd,
Where mercy never camë.

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The terrors of that day;

When earth and heaven, before his face,
Astonish'd shrink away?

5 But ere that trumpet shakes
The mansions of the dead;

Hark, from the Gospel's cheering sound,
What joyful tidings spread!

6 Ye sinners, seek his grace,
Whose wrath ye cannot bear:
Fly to the shelter of his cross,
And find salvation there.

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So shall that curse remove,
By which the Saviour bled; 6

And the last awful day shall pour

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His blessing on your head. DR. DODDRIDGE.

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573 C. M. Canterbury 199.

Windsor 247. & The final Sentence and Happiness of the Righteous,

Matt. xxv. 34.

1 ATTEND, my ear; my heart rejoice,^

While Jesus from his throne,

Before the bright angelic hosts,

Makes his last sentence known.

2 When sinners cursed from his face, To raging flames are driven; His voice, with melody divine,

Thus calls his saints to Heaven : 3 Bless'd of my Father, all draw near, Receive the great reward;

And rise, with raptures, to possess

The Kingdom love prepar'd..! 35

4 Ere earth's foundations first were laid,
His sou'reign purpose wrought,
And rear'd those palaces divine,
To which you now are brought

5 There shall you reign unnumber'd years, I

While sin and death, and pains and cares,

Shall

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souls no more.

estic Saviour! come,

This jubilee proclaim!

And teach us language fit to praise

So great, so dear a name.

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574 L. M. Portugal 97. Rippon's 188.

Come, LORD JESUS!

1 WHEN shall thy lovely face be seen?

When shall our eyes behold our God?
What lengths of distance lie between,
And hills of guilt!-a heavy load!!
2 Our months are ages of delay,
And slowly every minute wears:
Fly, winged time, and roll away
These tedious rounds of sluggish years.
3 Ye heavenly gates, loose all your chains!
Let the eternal pillars bow!

Blest SAVIOUR! cleave the starry plains,
And make the crystal mountains flow!
4 Hark, how thy saints unite their cries,..
And pray and wait the gen'ral doom!
Come, thou, THE SOUL of all our joys!
Thou, THE DESIRE OF NATIONS! Come!
5 Put thy bright robes of triumph on,
And bless our eyes, and bless our ears,
Thou absent LOVE, thou dear unknown!
Thou FAIREST OF TEN THOUSAND FAIRS!

DR. WATTS'S LYRICS.

575 8.7. 4. Westbury 51. Trevecca 57.

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Lo, he cometh!!
O! he cometh! countless trumpets
Blow to raise the sleeping dead! A
'Mid ten thousand saints and angels,
See their great exalted head!
Hallelujah!
Welcome, welcome, Son of God

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2 Now his merit, by the harpers,
Thro' th' eternal deep resounds;
Now resplendent shine his nail-prints,
Every eye shall see his wounds:
They who pierc'd him

Shall at his appearance wail.

3 Full of joyful expectation,

Saints, behold the judge appear; ob
Truth and justice go before him,
Now the joyful sentence hear!

Hallelujah!

Welcome, welcome, Judge divine! 4 Come, ye blessed of my Father, Enter into life and joy!

Banish all your fears and sorrows!
Endless praise be your employ!
Hallelujah!

Welcome, welcome, to the skies!
5 Now at once they rise to glory,
JESUS brings them to the King;
There, with all the hosts of heaven,
They eternal anthems sing;
Hallelujah!

Boundless glory to the Lamb.

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576 8.7.4. Helmsley 223. Trevecca 37.

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Judgment, Rev. i. 7. vi. 14, 17; xxii. 17, 20.4

O! he comes, with clouds descending,
Once for favour'd sinners slain!
Thousand, thousand saints attending
Swell the triumph of his train:
Hallelujah!

JESUS now shall ever reign.

2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him Rob'd in dreadful majesty:

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Those who set at nought and sold him,
Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree,

Deeply wailing,
Shall the great Messiah see!!

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3 Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain,
Heaven and earth shall flee
All who hate him must, confounded,
Hear the trump proclaim the day;
Come to judgment !

Come to judgment, come away!
4 Now redemption, long expected,
See in solemn pomp appear!
All his saints, by man rejected,
Now shall meet him in the air!
Hallelujah!

See the day of GoD appear!

5 Answer thine own Bride and Spirit,
Hasten, LORD! the gen'ral doom;
The new heaven and earth t' inherit,
Take thy pining exiles home:
All creation

Travails, groans, and bids thee come!

6 Yea, Amen! let all adore

thee,

High on thine exalted throne!
Saviour! take the pow'r and glory;
Claim the kingdoms for thine own;
O come quickly!

Hallelujah! Come, LORD! come!

577 8.7.4. Helmsley 223. Painswick 162.

The Day of Judgment.

1 DAY of Judgment,-day of wonders! Hark! the trumpet's awful sound,

Louder than a thousand thunders

Shakes the vast creation round!

How the summons

Will the sinner's heart confound!.

2 See the Judge our nature wearing,