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Verse 1

That day of wrath, that dreadful day,
When heaven and earth shall pass away!
What power shall be the sinner’s stay?
How shall he meet that dreadful day?

Verse 2

When, shrivelling like a parchèd scroll,
The flaming heavens together roll;
When louder yet, and yet more dread,
Swells the high trump that wakes the dead;

Verse 3

O on that day, that wrathful day,
When man to judgment wakes from clay,
Be Thou the trembling sinner’s stay,
Though heaven and earth shall pass away.

Verse 1

Day of wrath! O day of mourning!
See fulfilled the prophets’ warning,
Heaven and earth in ashes burning!

Verse 2

O what fear man’s bosom rendeth,
When from heaven the Judge descendeth,
On whose sentence all dependeth.

Verse 3

Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth;
Through earth’s sepulchres it ringeth;
All before the throne it bringeth.

Verse 4

Death is struck, and nature quaking;
All creation is awaking,
To its Judge an answer making.

Verse 5

Lo, the book, exactly worded,
Wherein all hath been recorded:
Thence shall judgment be awarded.

Verse 6

When the Judge His seat attaineth,
And each hidden deed arraigneth,
Nothing unavenged remaineth.

Verse 7

What shall I, frail man, be pleading,
Who for me be interceding,
When the just are mercy needing?

Verse 8

King of Majesty tremendous,
Who dost free salvation send us,
Fount of pity, then befriend us.

Verse 9

Think, kind Jesus, my salvation
Cost Thy wondrous Incarnation;
Leave me not to reprobation.

Verse 10

Faint and weary Thou hast sought me,
On the cross of suffering bought me;
Shall such grace be vainly brought me?

Verse 11

Righteous Judge of retribution,
Grant Thy gift of absolution
Ere that reckoning-day’s conclusion.

Verse 12

Guilty, now I pour my moaning,
All my shame with anguish owning;
Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning.

Verse 13

Thou the sinful woman savedst;
Thou the dying thief forgavest;
And to me a hope vouchsafest.

Verse 14

Worthless are my prayers and sighing;
Yet, good Lord, in grace complying,
Rescue me from fires undying.

Verse 15

With Thy favored sheep O place me;
Nor among the goats abase me;
But to Thy right hand up-raise me.

Verse 16

While the wicked are confounded,
Doomed to flames of woe unbounded,
Call me, with Thy saints surrounded.

Verse 17

Low I kneel with heart-submission;
See, like ashes, my contrition;
Help me in my last condition.

Verse 18

Ah, that day of tears and mourning!
From the dust of earth returning,
Man for judgment must prepare him;
Spare, O God, in mercy spare him:

Verse 19

Lord, all pitying, Jesus blest,
Grant us Thine eternal rest.

Thus there are two cities, one of the wicked, the other of the just, which to endure from the beginning of the human race even to the end of time, which are now intermingled in body, but separated in will, and which, moreover, are to be separated in body also on the day of judgment. For all men who love pride and temporal dominion together with empty vanity and display of presumption, and all spirits who set their affections on such things and seek their own glory by the subjection of man, are bound fast together in one fellowship; and even though they frequently fight one with another for these ends, still they are flung headlong by an equal weight of desire into the same abyss, and are united to one another by the likeness of their ways and deserts. And again, all men and all spirits who humbly seek God’s glory, not their own, and who follow Him in godliness, belong to one fellowship. And yet God is most merciful and long-suffering toward ungodly men, and offers them room for repentance and amendment.