And every shape, and every face 4 These lively hopes we owe We would adore his grace below, mp 5 Accept, O Lord, the praise 620 > Till tunes of nobler sound we raise S. M. Bethany. Little Marlboro'. Resurrection and Judgment. 1 AND am I born to die? To lay this body down? And must my trembling spirit fly 2 Waked by the trumpet's sound, 3 How shall I leave my tomb?- 4 I must from God be driven Or with my Saviour dwell; Must come at his command to heaven- Aff 5 0 thou, that wouldst not have 621 One wretched sinner die, Who diedst thyself, my soul to save 6 Show me the way to shun Thy dreadful wrath severe; That, when thou comest on thy throne, S. M. Christ's Second Coming. 1 IN expectation sweet, Pentonville. Dover. We'll wait, and sing, and pray, Till Christ's triumphal car we meet, 2 He comes!-the Conqueror comes ! 3 The trumpet sounds-" Awake !— 622 P f Who love the ways of peace! 1 LO! he comes, with clouds descending, Jesus comes-and comes to reign. Those who set at nought and sold nim, Shall the true Messiah see! 3 When the solemn trump has sounded, Come to judgment!-come away." Aff f 623 Claim the kingdom for thine own! GREAT God! what do I see and hear! The end of things created! Behold the Judge of man appear, On clouds of glory seated! 624 The trumpet sounds!-the graves restore 1 SEE! where the great incarnate God While from the skies his awful voice 2 Oh may I stand before the Lamb, 625 And hear the Judge pronounce iny name ་་ 1 HARK!-that shout of rapturous joy, 1 2 Hark! the trumpet's awful voice Sounds abroad, through sea and land; Let his people now rejoice! Their redemption is at hand. 3 See! the Lord appears in view; 4 Go, and dwell with him above, 626 Aff' 1 DAY of judgment-day of wonders! Will the sinner's heart confound! 2 See the Judge our nature wearing, Own me in that day for thine! mf 3 At his call the dead awaken, Aff What will then become of thee; mf 4 But to those who have confessed, 627 You forever 1 WHEN, rising from the bed of death, 2 If now, while pardon may be found, My heart with inward horror shrinks, 3 When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclosed And sit in judgment on my soul, Oh, how shall I appear! 4 Then see my sorrows, gracious Lord; While in the confidence of prayer mf 5 For never shall my soul despair 628 Since thy beloved Son has died 1 WHEN thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come 2 I love to meet thy people now, But can I bear the piercing thought?- Thy pardoning voice, oh let me hear, Nor let me fall, I pray. 4 Among thy saints let me be found, Whene'er th' archangel's trump shall sound, To see thy smiling face; 629 Then loudest of the crowd I'll sing, While heaven's resounding mansions ring 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,— 2 When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll; And louder yet-and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead? Aff 3 Oh! on that day-that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be THOU, O Christ! the sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away. Len 630 1 AND will the Judge descend? And must the dead arise? 2 How will my heart endure When earth and heaven before his face, 3 But ere the trumpet shakes |