When thou shalt come with trumpet sound
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When thou shalt come with trumpet sound,With countless angels hovering round,O Saviour! grant me, in the air,With all thy saints, to meet thee there!
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Weep, O my soul! ere that great dayWhen God shall shine in stern array;O weep thy sin, that thou mayest beIn that severest Judgment free!
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O Christ! forgive, remit, protect,And set thy servant with the elect,That I may hear the voice that callsThe righteous to thy heavenly halls!