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Day of wrath, that Day of mourning!

Author: Thomas of Celano, 14th Century; Dr. William Josiah Irons Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #460 (1908) Hymnal Title: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath, that Day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophets' warning, Heav'n 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; Fount of pity, then befriend us! 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 woman gav'st remission, Heardst 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: Twentieth Sunday after Trinity; Christian Life and Hope The Consummation: Judgment; Christian Life and Hope The Consummation: Judgment Languages: English Tune Title: DIES IRAE

Day of Wrath

Author: Thomas of Celano; W. J. Irons, 1812-83 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #537 (1996) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary First Line: Day of wrath, O day of mourning Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath, O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophet's warning: Heav'n and earth in ashes burning. Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth, Through earth's sepulchers it ringeth, All before the throne it bringeth. O what fear man's bosom rendeth When from heav'n the Judge descendeth On whose sentence all dependeth. 2 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. 3 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! Righteous Judge, for sin's pollution Grant Thy gift of absolution Ere the Day of Retribution. 4 Faint and weary Thou hast sought me, On the cross of suff'ring bought me; Shall such grace be vainly brought me? Think, good Jesus, my salvation Caused Thy wondrous incarnation; Leave me not to sin's damnation! Guilty now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning: Hear, O Christ, Thy servant's groaning! 5 Bows my heart in meek submission, Strewn with ashes of contrition; Help me in my last condition! Worthless are my prayers and sighing; Yet, Good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying. Thou the sinful woman savedst; Thou the dying thief forgavest; Thus to me true hope vouchsafest! 6 With Thy favored sheep then 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. To the rest Thou didst prepare me On Thy cross; O Christ, upbear me! Spare, O God, in mercy spare me. Topics: Judgment Day; Trinity 26 Languages: English Tune Title: DIES IRAE

Day of wrath! O day of mourning!

Author: William Joseph Irons; Thomas of Celano Hymnal: The Hymnal of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America 1940 #468 (1940) Meter: 8.8.8 Hymnal Title: The Hymnal of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America 1940 Topics: Advent; For the Departed; Burial Services; Personal Religion Contemplation of death Tune Title: DIES IRAE

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 Hymnal Title: The Hymnal 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

Day of wrath and doom impending

Author: Thomas of Celano, 13th century; W. J. Irons, 1812-83 Hymnal: The New English Hymnal #524 (1986) Hymnal Title: The New English Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath and doom impending. David's word with Sibyl's blending! Heaven and earth in ashes ending! 2 O, what fear man's bosom rendeth, When from heav'n 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 judgments be awarded. 6 When the Judge his seat attaineth, And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing undisclos'd 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 Caused thy wondrous Incarnation; Leave me not to reprobation. 10 Faint and weary thou hast sought me, On the Cross of suff'ring bought me; Shall such grace be vainly brought me? 11 Rightous 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 Through the sinful woman shriven, Through 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 night undying. 15 With thy sheep a place provide me, From the goats afar divide me, To thy right hand do thou guide me. 16 When the wicked are confounded, Doom'd to shame and woe unbounded, Call me, with thy Saints surrounded. 17 Low I kneel, with heart's 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 judgement must prepare him: Spare, O God, in mercy spare him! Lord, all pitying, Jesu blest, Grant them thine eternal rest. Amen. Topics: Sequence for All Souls Languages: English Tune Title: DIES IRAE, DIES ILLA