Where Shall I Be? (Snowden)

When judg­ment day is draw­ing nigh

When God the works of men shall try

Where shall I be?

When east and west the fire shall roll

How will it be with my poor soul:

Where shall I be?

O where shall I be

When the first trum­pet sounds

O where shall I be when it sounds so loud?

When it sounds so loud

As to wake up the dead?

O where shall I be when it sounds?

When wick­ed men His wrath shall see

And to the rocks and mount­ains flee

Where shall I be?

When hills and mount­ains flee away

When all the works of man de­cay

Where shall I be?

When Heav’n and earth as some great scroll

Shall from God’s ang­ry pre­sence roll

Where shall I be?

When all the saints re­deemed shall stand

Forever blest at God’s right hand

Where shall I be?