Our Saviour comes to raise the just,
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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.
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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.
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Sinner, dost thou not dread thy doom?The retribution hastens on;Stern justice lifts the avenging swordTo slay the mocker of God's word.
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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!