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4 Bnt, saints, undaunted and serene,
Your eyes shall view the dreadful scene;
Your Saviour lives, though worlds expire, f
And earth and skies dissolve in fire.
5 Jesus, the helpless creature’s friend.
To thee my all 1 dare commend ;
Thou canst preserve my feeble soul.
When lightnings blaze from pole to pole. 3
274.
Tie Books opened. Rev. xx. 12:
1 jyTETHINKS the last great day is come,
Methinks I hear the trumpet sound 1
That shakes the earth, rends ev’ry tomb.
And wakes the pris’ners under ground.
2 The mighty deep gives up her trust.
Aw’d by the Judge’s high command;
Both small and great now quit the dust,
And round the (Tread tribunal stand.
3 Behold the awful books display’d.
Big with th’ important fates of men ;
Each deed and word now public made.
As wrote by heav’n’s unerring pen.
4 To ev’ry soul, the books assign
The joyous or the dread reward :
Sinners in vain lament and pine.
No pleas the Judge will here regard.
5 Lord, when these awful leaves unfold.
May life’s fair book my soul approves
There may I read my name enroll’d.
And triumph in redeeming love,
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