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 Which will amaze all his creatures, Both man and beast, and fowls that fly, And every thing that draweth breath; This makes me dread when I shall die. Then Christ the king of righteousness, Who ruleth all at his command, Will come with glory thro' the skies, With angels bright, a full great band. Then round about him they shall stand, Beholding still his Majesty; His face shall shine through all the land; This makes me dread when I shall die. Then shall he send his good angels, With trumpets sounding loud and shrill, Throughout the parts of all the earth, To raise the dead and bring him till, Although it be against their will, To come before his Majesty, Yet force and might shall them compel; This makes me dread when I should die. The heaven and earth shall fly away, And hide them from his angry face; Before that he begins to try All sinners for their wickedness; Alas! that is a woeful case, For sinners all in each degree, When heaven & earth shall take the chace, This makes me dread when I shall die.