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The day is surely drawing near
Hymnal: ELHL1918 #552 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 The day is surely drawing near,
When God's Son, the Anointed,
Shall with great majesty appear,
As Judge of all appointed.
All mirth and laughter then shall cease,
When flames on flames will still increase
As the Apostle teacheth.
2 A trumpet loud shall then resound,
And all the earth be shaken;
Then all who in their graves are found
Shall from their sleep awaken;
But all that live shall in that hour,
By the Almighty's boundless power
Be changed at His commanding.
3 A book is opened then to all
A record truly telling
What each hath done, both great and small,
When he on earth was dwelling;
And every heart be clearly seen,
And all be known as they have been,
In thoughts and words and actions.
4 Then woe to those who scorned the Lord,
And sought but carnal pleasures,
Who here despised His precious Word,
And loved their earthly treasures!
With shame and trembling they will stand,
And at the Judge's stern command
To Satan be delivered.
5 O Jesus, who my debt didst pay,
And for my sin wast smitten,
Within the book of life, O may
My name be also written!
I will not doubt; I trust in Thee,
From Satan Thou hast made me free,
And from all condemnation.
6 Therefore my Intercessor be,
And for Thy bloody merit
Declare my name from judgment free,
With all who life inherit;
That I may see Thee face to face,
With all Thy saints in that blest place,
Which Thou for us hast purchased.
7 O Jesus Christ, do not delay,
But hasten our salvation!
We often tremble on our way
In fear and tribulation.
Then hear us when we cry to Thee;
Come, mighty Judge, and make us free
From every evil. Amen! Topics: Judgment Languages: English
The day is surely drawing near
Great God, what do I see and hear?
Hymnal: ELHL1918 #553 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Great God, what do I see and hear?
The end of things created;
The Judge of mankind doth appear
On clouds of glory seated;
The trumpet sounds; the graves restore
The dead which they contained before:
Prepare, my soul, to meet Him.
2 The dead in Christ shall first arise,
At the last trumpet's sounding,
Caught up to meet Him in the skies;
With joy their Lord surrounding;
No gloomy fears their souls dismay;
His presence sheds eternal day
On those prepared to meet Him.
3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears,
Behold His wrath prevailing,
For they shall rise, and find their tears
And sighs are unavailing;
The day of grace is past and gone;
Trembling they stand before the throne,
All unprepared to meet Him.
4 O Christ, who diedst and yet dost live,
To me impart Thy merit;
My pardon seal, my sins forgive,
And cleanse me by Thy Spirit.
Beneath Thy cross I view the day
When heaven and earth shall pass away,
And thus prepare to meet Thee. Topics: Judgment Languages: English
Great God, what do I see and hear?
And will the Judge descend?
Hymnal: ELHL1918 #554 (1918) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 And will the Judge descend?
And must the dead arise
And not a single soul escape
His all-discerning eyes?
2 And from His righteous lips
Shall this dread sentence sound;
And, through the numerous guilty throng,
Spread black despair around?
3 "Depart from me accursed,
To everlasting flame,
For rebel angels first prepared,
Where mercy never came."
4 How will my heart endure
The terrors of that day,
When earth and heaven, before His face
Astonished shrink away?
5 But ere that trumpet shakes
The mansions of the dead,
Hark, from the Gospel's cheering sound
What joyful tidings spread!
6 Ye sinners, seek His grace
Whose wrath ye cannot bear;
Fly to the shelter of His cross,
And find salvation there. Topics: Judgment Languages: English
And will the Judge descend?
Day of wrath, that day of mourning!
Hymnal: ELHL1918 #555 (1918) Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath, that day of mourning!
See fulfilled the Prophet's warning,
Heaven and earth in ashes burning!
2 O what fear man's bosom rendeth
When from heaven the Judge descendeth
On whose sentence all dependeth!
3 Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth,
Through earth's sepulchers it ringeth,
All before the throne it bringeth.
4 Death is struck, and nature quaking;
All creation is awaking,
To its Judge an answer making.
5 Lo, the book, exactly worded,
Wherein all hath been recorded;
Thence shall judgment be awarded.
6 When the Judge His seat attaineth,
And each hidden deed arraigneth,
Nothing unavenged remaineth.
7 What shall I, frail man, be pleading?
Who for me be interceding,
When the just are mercy needing?
8 King of Majesty tremendous,
Who dost free salvation send us,
Fount of pity, then befriend us!
9 Think, kind Jesus! my salvation
Caused Thy wondrous incarnation;
Leave me not to reprobation!
10 Faint and weary Thou hast sought me;
On the cross of suffering bought me;
Shall such grace in vain be brought me?
11 Righteous Judge of retribution,
Grant Thy gift of absolution
Ere that day's dread execution.
12 Guilty, now I pour my moaning,
All my shame with anguish owning:
Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning!
13 Thou the women gav'st remission,
Heard'st the dying thief's petition;
Hopeless else were my condition.
14 Worthless are my prayers and sighing,
Yet, good Lord, in grace complying,
Rescue me from fires undying!
15 With Thy favored sheep, O place me!
Nor amid the goats abase me:
But to Thy right hand upraise me.
16 While the wicked are confounded,
Doomed to flames of woe unbounded,
Call me, with Thy saints surrounded.
17 Bows my heart in meek submission,
Strewn with ashes of contrition;
Succor Thou my lost condition!
18 Day of sorrow, day of weeping,
When in dust no longer sleeping,
Man awakes in Thy dread keeping!
19 To the rest Thou didst prepare me,
On Thy cross, O Christ, upbear me!
Spare, O God, in mercy spare me! Topics: Judgment Languages: English
Day of wrath, that day of mourning!
Jerusalem the golden
Hymnal: ELHL1918 #556 (1918) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem the golden,
With milk and honey blest!
Beneath thy contemplation
Sink heart and voice oppressed,
I know not, O I know not
What joys await us there,
What radiancy of glory,
What bliss beyond compare!
2 There is the throne of David;
And there, from care released,
The songs of them that triumph,
The shout of them that feast;
And they who, with their Leader,
Have conquered in the fight,
Forever, and forever,
Are clad in robes of white!
3 Exult, O dust and ashes!
The Lord shall be thy Part:
His only, His forever,
Thou shalt be and thou art!
Jesus, in mercy bring us
Soon to that land of rest:
Who art, with God the Father
And Spirit ever blest!
Topics: Heaven Languages: English
Jerusalem the golden
Brief life is here our portion
Hymnal: ELHL1918 #557 (1918) Meter: 7.6.8.1 Lyrics: 1 Brief life is here our portion;
Brief sorrow, short-lived care;
The Life that knows no ending,
The tearless life, is there.
O happy retribution!
Short toil, eternal rest;
For mortals and for sinners
A mansion with the blest!
2 2 And now we fight the battle,
But then shall wear the crown
Of full and everlasting
And passionless renown;
And now we watch and struggle,
And now we live in hope,
And Zion in her anguish
With Babylon must cope;
3 But He, whom now we trust in,
Shall then be seen and known;
And they that know and see Him
Shall have Him for their own.
And there is David's fountain,
And life in fullest glow;
And there the light is golden,
And milk and honey flow.
4 The morning shall awaken,
The shadows shall decay,
And each true-hearted servant
Shall shine as doth the day;
Yes! God, my King and Portion,
In fullness of his grace,
We then shall see for ever,
And worship face to face.
5 O sweet and blessed country,
The home of God's elect!
O sweet and blessed country
That eager hearts expect!
Jesus, in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest;
Who art, with God the Father,
And Spirit, ever blest.
Topics: Heaven Languages: English
Brief life is here our portion
Jerusalem, my happy home
Hymnal: ELHL1918 #558 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, my happy home,
Name ever dear to me,
When shall my labors have an end
In joy, and peace, and thee?
2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls
And pearly gates behold;
Thy bulwarks with salvation strong,
And streets of shining gold?
3 O when, thou city of my God,
Shall I thy courts ascend,
Where evermore the angels sing,
Where sabbaths have no end?
4 There happier bowers than Eden’s bloom,
Nor sin nor sorrow know;
Blest seats! through rude and stormy scenes
I onward press to you.
5 Why should I shrink from pain and woe,
Or feel at death dismay?
I’ve Canaan’s goodly land in view
And realms of endless day.
6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there
Around my Savior stand;
And soon my friends in Christ below
Will join the glorious band.
Topics: Heaven Languages: English
Jerusalem, my happy home
Jerusalem, thou city fair and high
Hymnal: ELHL1918 #559 (1918) Meter: 10.6.7.6 Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, thou city fair and high,
Would God I were in thee!
My longing heart fain, fain to thee would fly,
It will not stay with me;
Far over vale and mountain,
Far over field and plain,
It hastes to seek its Fountain
And quit this world of pain.
2 O happy day, and yet far happier hour,
When wilt thou come at last?
When fearless to my Father's love and power,
Whose promise standeth fast,
My soul I gladly render,
For surely will His hand
Lead her, with guidance tender,
To heaven, her fatherland.
3 A moment's space, and gently, wondrously,
Released from earthly ties,
Elijah's chariot bears her up to thee,
Through all these lower skies,
To yonder shining regions,
Where down to meet her come
The blessed angel legions,
And bid her welcome home.
4 O Zion, hail! Bright city, now unfold
The gates of grace to me!
How many a time I longed for thee of old,
Ere yet I was set free
From yon dark life of sadness,
Yon world of shadowy naught,
And God had given the gladness,
The heritage I sought.
5 O what the tribe, or what the glorious host,
Comes sweeping swiftly down?
The chosen ones of earth who wrought the most,
The Church's brightest crown,
Our Lord hath sent to meet me,
As in the far-off years
Their words oft came to greet me
In yonder land of tears.
6 The Patriarchs' and Prophets' noble train,
With all Christ's followers true,
Who bore the cross, and could the worst disdain
That tyrants dared to do,
I see them shine forever,
All glorious as the sun,
'Mid light that fadeth never,
Their perfect freedom won.
7 And when within that lovely paradise
And last I safely dwell,
From out my soul what songs of bliss shall rise,
What joy my lips shall tell,
While holy saints are singing
Hosannas o'er and o'er,
Pure Hallelujah's ringing
Around me evermore!
8 Innumerous choirs before the shining throne
Their joyful anthems raise,
Till heaven's glad halls are echoing with tone
Of that great hymn of praise,
And all its host rejoices,
And all its blessed throng
Unite their myriad voices
In one eternal song. Topics: Heaven Languages: English
Jerusalem, thou city fair and high
There is a land of pure delight
Hymnal: ELHL1918 #560 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 There is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign;
Eternal day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-withering flowers;
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from ours.
3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood,
Stand dressed in living green;
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan rolled between.
4 But timerous mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea,
And linger, shivering, on the brink,
And fear to launch away.
5 O could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy thoughts that rise,
And view the Canaan that we love,
With unbeclouded eyes:
6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o’er,
Not Jordan’s stream, nor death’s cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore.
Topics: Heaven Languages: English
There is a land of pure delight
Where loyal hearts and true stand ever in the light
Hymnal: ELHL1918 #561 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: O Paradise, O Paradise Lyrics: 1 O Paradise, O Paradise,
Who doth not crave for rest?
Who would not seek the happy land
Where they that loved are blest;
Refrain:
Where loyal hearts, and true,
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture, through and through,
In God’s most holy sight?
2 O Paradise, O Paradise,
The world is growing old;
Who would not be at rest and free
Where love is never cold; [Refrain]
3 O Paradise, O Paradise,
I greatly long to see
The special place my dearest Lord
In love prepares for me; [Refrain]
4 Lord Jesus, King of Paradise,
Oh, keep me in Thy love,
And guide me to that happy land
Of perfect rest above, [Refrain]
Topics: Heaven Languages: English
Where loyal hearts and true stand ever in the light
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