1 The Lord, the Judge, before his throne
Bids the whole earth draw nigh:
The nations near the rising sun,
And near the western sky. MIM 69.4
2 No more shall bold blasphemers say,
“Judgment will ne’er begin;”
No more abuse his long delay,
To impudence and sin. MIM 69.5
3 Throned on a cloud our God shall come,
Bright flames prepare his way;
Thunder and darkness, tire and storm,
Lead on the dreadful day. MIM 69.6
4 Heaven from above his call shall hear,
Attending angels come; And earth and hell shall know and fear
His justice and their doom. MIM 69.7
5 “But gather all my saints,” he cries,
“Who made their peace with God,
Through the Redeemer’s sacrifice,
And sealed it with his blood. MIM 71.1
6 “Their faith and works, brought forth to light,
Shall make the world confess
My sentence of reward is right,
And heaven adore my grace.” MIM 71.2