1 And will the Judge descend?
And must the dead arise?
And not a single soul escape
His all-discerning eyes? MIM 119.3
2 How will my heart endure
The terrors of that day,
When earth and heaven before his face,
Astonished, shrink away? MIM 119.4
3 But, ere the trumpet shakes
The mansions of the dead,
Hark! from the gospel’s cheering Sound
What joyful tidings spread! MIM 119.5
3 Ye sinners, see his grace,
Whose wrath ye cannot bear;
Flee to the shelter of his cross,
And find salvation there. MIM 120.1