Our Savior Comes to Raise the Just

Our Sav­ior comes to raise the just

Who long have slum­bered in the dust;

His voice will break their long re­pose

And snatch them from the last of foes.

He comes to change the wait­ing ones

Who now en­dure the world’s cold frowns;

Their feet are plant­ed on the Rock;

They fear not

though a lit­tle flock.

Sinner

dost thou not dread thy doom?

The re­tri­bu­tion hast­ens on;

Stern jus­tice lifts the av­eng­ing sword

To slay the mock­er of God’s word.

O then re­pent

ere the de­cree

Let him that’s fil­thy

fil­thy be

From the stern Judge’s lips shall fall

And thou for rocks and mount­ains call!