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And the long-silent dust shall burst,
With shouts of endless praise.

HYMN 652, C. M.

Death dreadful, or delightful.
EATH!-'t is a melancholy day,
To those who have no God,-
When the poor soul is forced away,
To seek her last abode.

2 In vain, to heaven she lifts her eyes;-
But guilt, a heavy chain,

Still drags her downward from the skies,
To darkness, fire, and pain.

3 Awake, and mourn, ye heirs of woe!
Let stubborn sinners fear;

Why will ye sink to flames below,
And dwell for ever there?

4 See how the pit gapes wide for you,
And flashes in your face!

And thou, my soul! look downward too,
And sing recovering grace.

HYMN 653, C. M.

Death and Judgment appointed to all.

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EAVEN has confirmed the dread decree,
That Adam's race must die;
One general ruin sweeps them down,
And low in dust they lie.

2 Ye living men! the tomb survey,
Where you must shortly dwell;
Hark! how the awful summons sounds,
In every funeral knell!

3 Once you must die-and once for all,-
The solemn purport weigh;
For know, that heaven and hell are hung
On that important day.

4 Those eyes, so long in darkness veiled,
Must wake the Judge to see;

And every word, and every thought,
Must pass his scrutiny.

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5 Oh! may I, in the Judge, behold
My Saviour and my Friend;
And, far above the reach of death,
With all thy saints ascend.

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JUDGMENT.

HYMN 654, 78.

Christ coming to save his People.
ARK-that shout of rapturous joy,
Bursting forth from yonder cloud!
Jesus comes-and, through the sky,
Angels tell their joy aloud.

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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
Heaven and earth before him fly;
Rise, ye saints! he comes for you,—
Rise, to meet him in the sky.
4 Go and dwell with him above,

Where no foe can e'er molest;
Happy in the Saviour's love,
Ever blessing, ever blest.

HYMN 655, C. M.
God, the awful Judge.

SING to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts!

And thou, O earth! adore

Let death and hell, through all their coasts,
Stand trembling at his power.

2 His sounding chariot shakes the sky,
He makes the clouds his throne;
There all his stores of lightning lie,
Till vengeance darts them down.

3 Think, O my soul! the dreadful day,
When this incensed God

Shall rend the sky and burn the sea,
And send his wrath abroad.

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4 What shall the wretch, the sinner, do?
He once defied the Lord;

But he shall dread the Thunderer now,
And sirk beneath his word.

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5 Tempests of angry fire shall roll,
To blast the rebel worm,
And beat upon his naked soul,
In one eternal storm.

mf 3 Every island, sea, and mountain, Heaven, and earth shall flee away; All who hate him, must, confounded, Hear the trump proclaim the day; Come to judgment !

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Come to judgment,-come away.
4 Now the Saviour, long-expected,
See, in solemn pomp, appear!
All his saints, by man rejected,
Now shall meet him in the air:
Hallelujah!-

See the day of God appear.

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HYMN 656, 8s, 7s and 4.
Christ coming to Judgment.

Lo!
O! he comes, in clouds descending,
Once for favored sinners slain ;
Thousand thousand saints attending
Swell the triumph of his train :
Hallelujah ;-

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Jesus shall for ever reign.

2 Every eye shall now behold him,
Robed in dreadful majesty;

Those who set at nought, and sold him,
Pierced and nailed him to the tree,
Deeply wailing,-

Shall the great Messiah see.

HYMN 657, 8s, 7s and 4.
The Judgment welcomed.

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O! he cometh,-countless trumpets Wake to life the slumbering dead: Mid ten thousand saints and angels, See their great exalted Head: Hallelujah!

Welcome, welcome, Son of God!

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2 Full of joyful expectation,

Saints behold the Judge appear:
Truth and justice go before him-
Now the joyful sentence hear;
Hallelujah!-

Welcome, welcome, Judge divine!
Come, ye blesséd of my Father!
Enter into life and joy;
Banish all your fears and sorrows
Endless praise be your employ:'
Hallelujah!

Welcome, welcome to the skies.

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HYMN 658, C. M.

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Everlasting Absence of God intolerable.
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HAT awful day will surely come,
Th' appointed hour makes haste,—
When I must stand before my Judge,
And pass the solemn test.

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2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys!
Thou Sovereign of my heart!
How could I bear to hear thy voice
Pronounce the sound-Depart!

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And fix my doleful station, where
I must not taste his love!

4 Jesus! I throw my arms around,
And hang upon thy breast;
Without one gracious smile from thee,
My spirit cannot rest.

5 Oh! tell me that my worthless name
Is graven on thy hands;
Show me some promise in thy book,
Where my salvation stands.

HYMN 659, C. M.
The Judgment anticipated.

WHEN, rising from the bed of death,

with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face,Oh! how shall I appear?

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2 If now, while pardon may be found,
And mercy may be sought,

My heart with inward horror shrinks,
And trembles at the thought;-

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3 When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclosed,
In majesty severe,

And sit in judgment on my soul,-
Oh! how shall I appear?

4 Then see my sorrows, gracious Lord!
Let mercy set me free;
While, in the confidence of prayer,
My heart takes hold of thee.

5 For never shall my soul despair
Thy mercy to procure;
Since thy beloved Son has died,
To make that mercy sure.

HYMN 660, 8s, 7s and 4.
The Judgment Trumpet.

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ARK!-the judgment trumpet sounding
Rends the skies, and shakes the poles;
Lo! the day, with wrath abounding,
Breaks upon astonished souls:
Every creature

Now the awful Judge beholds.
2 Jesus, Captain of salvation,

Leads his armies down the skies
Every kindred, tribe and nation,

From the sleep of death, arise:
Heaven's loud summons

Fills the world with dread surprise.

3 Zion's King, his throne ascending,
Calls his saints before his face;
Crowns, with glory never-ending,

All the children of his grace :
Heaven shall echo ;-

Songs of triumph fill the place.
4 Look beneath, where hell is burning!
There the sons of darkness lie;
Hope to black despair is turning;
There the worm shall never die :
Careless sinner!-

Oh! to Jesus quickly fly.

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