Great God, what do I see and hear!

Great God, what do I see and hear!The end of things created!The Judge of man I see appearOn clouds of glory seated:The trumpet sounds; the graves restoreThe dead which they contained before;Prepare, my soul, to meet him.

The dead in Christ shall first arise,At the last trumpet's sounding,—Caught up to meet him in the skies,With joy their Lord surrounding;No gloomy fears their souls dismay,His presence sheds eternal dayOn those prepared to meet him.

But sinners filled with guilty fears,Behold his wrath prevailing;For they shall rise, and find their tearsAnd sighs are unavailing:The day of grace is past and gone;Trembling they stand before the throne,All unprepared to meet him.

Great God! what do I see and hear!The end of things created!The Judge of man I see appearOn clouds of glory seated:Beneath his cross I view the dayWhen heaven and earth shall pass away,And thus prepare to meet him.