Savior, Remember Me

When the stars with trem­bling awe shall flee away

And a shrink­ing world shall shake from pole to pole;

Blest Re­deem­er

let me hear Thee sweet­ly say

Thou shalt find in Me a re­fuge for thy soul.

When Thou com­est in Thy glo­ry

bless­èd Lord

And the an­gels in their beau­ty I shall see;

When the faith­ful shall re­ceive their blest re­ward

Blessèd Sav­ior

in Thy love re­mem­ber me.

When Thy voice di­vine shall wake the slum­ber­ing dead

And the trum­pet shall thro’ all the world re­sound;

When the wick­ed shall be quak­ing in their dread

In the shel­ter of Thy love let me be found.

When the ran­somed that bright morn­ing shall arise

And the an­gels join their song of ju­bi­lee;

With a shout ex­ult­ant thro’ the part­ing skies

Let me come to be for­ev­er­more with Thee.