Day of Judgment

See th'eternal Judge descending,Seated on his Father's throne;Now, poor sinner, Christ shall show theeHe is the eternal Son.Trumpets call thee, trumpets call thee!Come to hear thy awful doom.

Hear the sinner thus lamenting,At the thoughts of future pain;Cries and tears he now is venting,But he cries and weeps in vain:Greatly mourningThat he ne'er was born again.

"Yonder stands the glorious Savior,With the marks of dying love;Oh, that I had sought his favor,When I felt his Spirit move!Doomed justly,For I have against him strove.

"All his warnings I have slighted,While he daily sought my soul;If some vows to him I plighted,Yet for sin I broke the whole:Golden moments,How neglected did they roll!

"Yonder stand my godly neighbors,Who were once despised by me;They are clad in dazzling splendor,Waiting my sad fate to see—Farewell, neighbors;Dismal gulf! I'm bound for thee!

Now, despisers, look and wonder,Hope and sinners here must part;Louder than a peal of thunder,Hear the dreadful sound, "Depart"Lost forever!How it quails the sinner's heart!