Second Advent

Our Saviour comes to raise the just,

No. 880
Words Anon.
Singing key B♭ major
4 stanzas

Sung to SESSIONS (hymn 875)

Words

Our Saviour 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 onesWho 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 swordTo 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!

About this hymn

As printed Words only. As printed: hymn number «880» at the foot of the left column of p. 295 (below hymn 879), reference line «875, 212, 301.» in italics (sing to the tune of hymn 875, 212 or 301 — all L. M.: 875 SESSIONS, 212 PARK STREET, 301 ROCKINGHAM); four stanzas, all lines flush; «Anon.» in italics at the end. The first word, «OUR», is set in capitals and small capitals. The print sets a thin space before «;», «?» and «!» («dust ;», «doom ?», «on ;», «call !»); it is closed up here. The printer's curly apostrophes and quotation marks are written straight («world's», «God's», «that's», «Judge's», «"Let him … be,"»). Spelling, punctuation and capitals are the print's. No meter is printed (the text is L. M., 8.8.8.8).