Lo, the Righteous Judge Descending

Lo

the right­eous Judge des­cend­ing

In full glo­ry through the sky

Suns and stars have veiled their splen­dor

While their king is pass­ing by:

Now His sig­nal

Tells us that the judg­ment’s nigh.

Bands ce­les­ti­al all around Him

Bow obe­di­ent to His word;

Hear arch­an­gel sound the trum­pet

See the dead to life re­stored;

In a mo­ment

They as­cend to meet their Lord.

Gather all My saints

ye an­gels

Who were made your spe­cial care;

Fly to earth’s re­mot­est re­gions

Bring My ran­somed child­ren near;

That to glo­ry

They may all with Me re­pair.

But the sin­ner

then con­found­ed

Will with awe the Judge sur­vey

Hear his dread­ful doom an­nounc­èd

And re­tire in deep dis­may;

Self con­vict­ed

To the death­less worm a prey.