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Day of wrath! oh, day of mourning!

Author: Wm. J. Irons Hymnal: The Hymnal, Revised and Enlarged, as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892 #36 (1894) Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath! oh, day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophet's warning, Heaven and earth in ashes burning! 2 Oh, 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 sepulchres 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 Whence 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, good Jesu, my salvation, Cost 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 be vainly brought me? 11 Righteous Judge! for sin's pollution Grant Thy gift of absolution, Ere that day of retribution. 12 Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning! 13 Thou the sinful woman saved'st; Thou the dying thief forgavest, And to me a hope vouchsafest. 14 Worthless are my prayers and sighing, Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying! 15 With Thy favored sheep oh, place me! Nor among the goats abase me; But to Thy right hand upraise me. 16 While the wicked are confounded, Doom'd to flames of woe unbounded, Call me with Thy saints surrounded. 17 Low I kneel with heart-submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition. 18 Ah! that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth returning Man for judgment must prepare him; Spare, O God, in mercy, spare him. 19 Lord, all pitying, Jesus blest, Grant us Thine eternal rest. Amen. Topics: Day of Judgment Languages: English Tune Title: [Day of wrath! oh, day of mourning]
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Day of Wrath, O Day of Mourning

Author: William J. Irons; Thomas de Celano Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #607 (1941) Meter: 8.8.8 First Line: Day of wrath, O day of mourning Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath, O day of mourning! See fulfilled the Prophets' warning, Heav'n and earth in ashes burning. 2 Oh, what fear man's bosom rendeth When from heav'n the Judge descendeth On whose sentence all dependeth! 3 Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth, Thro' 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, good Jesus, my salvation Cost 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 be vainly brought me? 11 Righteous Judge, for sin's pollution Grant thy gift of absolution Ere that day of retribution! 12 Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning! 13 From that sinful woman shriven, From the dying thief forgiven, Thou to me a hope hast given. 14 Worthless are my prayers and sighing; Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying! 15 With Thy favored sheep, oh, place me! Nor among 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 Low I kneel with heart-submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last 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! Amen. Topics: The Last Things Judgment Scripture: Zephaniah 1:15-16 Languages: English Tune Title: DIES IRAE
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Day of Wrath, O Day of Mourning

Author: Thomas of Celano; William J. Irons Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1178 Meter: 8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Day of wrath, O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophet’s warning, Heaven and earth in ashes burning. Oh, what fear man’s bosom rendeth When from Heav’n the Judge descendeth On whose sentence all dependeth! 2. Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth, Through earth’s sepulchers it ringeth, All before the throne it bringeth. Death is struck and nature quaking; All creation is awaking, To its Judge an answer making. 3. Lo, the book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded; Thence shall judgment be awarded. When the Judge His seat attaineth And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth. 4. What shall I, frail man, be pleading? Who for me be interceding When the just are mercy needing? King of majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us. 5. Think, good Jesus, my salvation Caused Thy wondrous incarnation; Leave me not to reprobation! Faint and weary Thou hast sought me, On the cross of suffering bought me; Shall such grace be vainly brought me? 6. Righteous Judge, for sin’s pollution Grant Thy gift of absolution Ere that day of retribution! Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning: Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning! 7. From that sinful woman shriven, From the dying thief forgiven, Thou to me a hope hast given. Worthless are my prayers and sighing; Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying. 8. With Thy favored sheep, oh, place me! Nor among the goats abase me, But to Thy right hand upraise me. While the wicked are confounded, Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, Call me, with Thy saints surrounded. 9. Low I kneel with heart submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition! Day of sorrow, day of weeping, When, in dust no longer sleeping, Man awakes in Thy dread keeping! 10. This verse may be added for tunes of a different meter: 11. To the rest Thou didst prepare me On Thy cross; O Christ, upbear me! Spare, O God, in mercy spare me! Languages: English Tune Title: DIES IRAE (Dykes)
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Day of wrath! that day of mourning!

Author: Thomas of Celano Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #601 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath! O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophets' 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, good Jesus! my salvation Cost 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! for sin's pollution Grant Thy gift of absolution, Ere that day of retribution. 12 Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, thy suppliant groaning! 13 Thou the sinful woman savedst; Thou the dying thief forgavest; And to me a hope vouchsafest. 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 among 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, Strews with ashes of contrition; Help me in my last condition. 18 Ah, that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth returning Man for judgment must prepare him; 19 Spare, O God, in mercy spare him! Lord, all pitying, Jesus blest, Grant them Thine eternal rest! Topics: The Last Things Christ's Second Coming; The Last Things Christ's Second Coming; Judgment; Second Coming of Christ Tune Title: [Day of wrath! that day of mourning!]
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Day of wrath! O day of mourning!

Author: Wm. J. Irons Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #36 (1898) Meter: 8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath! O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophet's warning, Heaven and earth in ashes burning! 2 Oh, 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 sepulchres 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 Whence 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, good Jesu, my salvation, Cost 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 be vainly brought me? 11 Righteous Judge! for sin's pollution Grant Thy gift of absolution, Ere that day of retribution. 12 Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning! 13 Thou the sinful woman saved'st; Thou the dying thief forgavest, And to me a hope vouchsafest. 14 Worthless are my prayers and sighing, Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying! 15 With Thy favored sheep oh, place me! Nor among the goats abase me; But to Thy right hand upraise me. 16 While the wicked are confounded, Doom'd to flames of woe unbounded, Call me with Thy saints surrounded. 17 Low I kneel with heart-submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition. 18 Ah! that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth returning Man for judgment must prepare him; Spare, O God, in mercy, spare him. 19 Lord, all pitying, Jesus blest, Grant us Thine eternal rest. Amen. Topics: Advent; Day of Judgment Languages: English Tune Title: DIES IRAE
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Day of wrath! O day of mourning!

Author: Thomas of Celano, 13th cent.; William J. Irons Hymnal: The Hymnal #65a (1916) Meter: 8.8.8 Lyrics: Day of wrath! O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophets' warning, Heaven and earth in ashes burning! O what fear man's bosom rendeth, When from heaven the Judge descendeth, On whose sentence all dependeth. Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth; Through earth's sepulchers it ringeth; All before the throne it bringeth. Death is struck, and nature quaking, All creation is awaking, To its Judge an answer making. Lo! the book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded: Thence shall judgment be awarded. When the Judge his seat attaineth, And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth. What shall I, frail man, be pleading? Who for me be interceding, When the just are mercy needing? King of Majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us! Think, good Jesus, my salvation Cost thy wondrous Incarnation; Leave me not to reprobation! Faint and weary, thou hast sought me, On the cross of suffering bought me. Shall such grace be vainly brought me? Righteous Judge! for sin's pollution Grant thy gift of absolution, Ere the day of retribution. Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, thy suppliant groaning! Thou the sinful woman savedst; Thou the dying thief forgavest; And to me a hope vouchsafest. Worthless are my prayers and sighing, Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying! With thy favoured sheep O place me; Nor among the goats abase me; But to thy right hand upraise me. While the wicked are confounded, Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, Call me with thy saints surrounded. Low I kneel, with heart submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition. Ah! that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth returning Man for judgment must prepare him; Spare, O God, in mercy spare him! Lord, all pitying, Jesus blest, Grant them thine eternal rest. Amen. Topics: Advent; Burial of the Dead Languages: English Tune Title: DIES IRAE
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Day of wrath! O day of mourning!

Author: Thomas of Celano, 13th cent.; William J. Irons Hymnal: The Hymnal #65b (1916) Meter: 8.8.8 Lyrics: Day of wrath! O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophets' warning, Heaven and earth in ashes burning! O what fear man's bosom rendeth, When from heaven the Judge descendeth, On whose sentence all dependeth. Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth; Through earth's sepulchers it ringeth; All before the throne it bringeth. Death is struck, and nature quaking, All creation is awaking, To its Judge an answer making. Lo! the book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded: Thence shall judgment be awarded. When the Judge his seat attaineth, And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth. What shall I, frail man, be pleading? Who for me be interceding, When the just are mercy needing? King of Majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us! Think, good Jesus, my salvation Cost thy wondrous Incarnation; Leave me not to reprobation! Faint and weary, thou hast sought me, On the cross of suffering bought me. Shall such grace be vainly brought me? Righteous Judge! for sin's pollution Grant thy gift of absolution, Ere the day of retribution. Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, thy suppliant groaning! Thou the sinful woman savedst; Thou the dying thief forgavest; And to me a hope vouchsafest. Worthless are my prayers and sighing, Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying! With thy favoured sheep O place me; Nor among the goats abase me; But to thy right hand upraise me. While the wicked are confounded, Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, Call me with thy saints surrounded. Low I kneel, with heart submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition. Ah! that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth returning Man for judgment must prepare him; Spare, O God, in mercy spare him! Lord, all pitying, Jesus blest, Grant them thine eternal rest. Amen. Topics: Advent; Burial of the Dead Tune Title: DIES IRAE
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Day of Wrath, Oh, Day of Mourning

Author: Thomas de Celano, c. 1190-c.1260; Mark A. Jeske, b. 1952; William J. Irons, 1812-83 Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #209 (1993) Meter: 8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath, oh, day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophets' warning: Heav'n and earth in ashes burning. 2 Death is struck and nature quaking; All creation is awaking, To its judge an answer making. 3 See, the book, exactly worded, Wherein all has been recorded -- Thus shall judgment be awarded. 4 What shall I in awe be pleading, Who for me be interceding When your mercy I am needing? 5 King of majesty tremendous, Who does free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us. 6 Think, good Jesus -- my salvation Caused your wondrous incarnation, Made you suffer my damnation! 7 [Text copyrighted] Topics: End Time; End Time Languages: English Tune Title: DIES IRAE
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Day of wrath! O day of mourning!

Author: Rev. William J. Irons; Thomas of Celano, 13th cent. Hymnal: The Hymnal #263 (1895) Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath! O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophets' 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 sepulchres 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 Cost 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 be vainly brought me? 11 Righteous Judge of retribution, Grant Thy gift of absolution Ere that reckoning-day's conclusion. 12 Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning. 13 Thou the sinful woman savedst; Thou the dying thief forgavest; And to me a hope vouchsafest. 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 among 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 Low I kneel with heart-submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition. 18 Ah, that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth returning, Man for judgment must prepare him; Spare, O God, in mercy spare him; 19 Lord, all pitying, Jesus blest, Grant us Thine eternal rest. Amen.
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Day of wrath! oh, day of mourning!

Hymnal: Hymnal #483 (1871) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath! oh, day of mourning! See fulfill'd 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 sepulchres 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 Whence 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 Jesu, my salvation Cost 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 be vainly brought me? 11 Righteous Judge! for sin's pollution Grant Thy gift of absolution, Ere that day of retribution. 12 Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning! 13 Thou the sinful woman saved'st; Thou the dying thief forgavest, And to me a hope vouchsafest. 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 among 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 Low I kneel with heart submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition. 18 Ah, that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth returning Man for judgment must prepare him. 19 Spare, O God, in mercy, spare him! Lord, all pitying, Jesu blest, Grant us Thine eternal rest. Topics: The Judgment Languages: English

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