See, the Savior Comes to Judgment

lyricist: Benjamin Beddome (1717–1795)
Composer: William Blow, 1867

See

the Sav­ior comes to judg­ment

Wearing His im­pe­ri­al crown;

Robed with bright­est flames ce­les­ti­al

Dusky clouds He makes His throne:

By His glo­ry

And His scepter He is known.

Now the trum­pet wakes the na­tions

O’er the world its sound is spread;

Shakes the earth

per­vades the ocean

Calls to life the nu­mer­ous dead:

Now poor sin­ner

Whither canst thou hide Thy head?

Life in ev­ery urn is breath­ing

Every pri­son yields its store!

Souls and bo­dies are unit­ing

Joining now to part no more:

Day of won­ders

Day of God’s al­migh­ty power.

Rebels who the Sav­ior slight­ed

Now con­fused be­fore Him fly

Refuge take in rocks and mount­ains

To evade His pierc­ing eye:

Fear His ven­geance

Seek for safe­ty far and nigh.

But the mount­ains can­not hide them

Rocks re­gard not when they pray;

’Midst the ge­ne­ral con­fla­gra­tion

Rocks and mount­ains melt away:

Every re­fuge

Disappears in that great day.

Jesus

but re­veal Thy mercy

Tell

oh tell me I am Thine;

Then

amidst dis­solv­ing na­ture

I will sing of grace di­vine:

Swell Thy tri­umphs

And in hal­le­lu­jahs join.

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