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256 6 Then why, my soul, complain or fear ? The crown of glory see I The more I toil and suffer here, The sweeter rest will be.

1 DAY of judgment, day of wonders ! Hark! the trumpet s awful sound, Louder than a thousand thunders, Shakes the vast creation round ! How the summons will the sinner s heart confound !

2 See the Judge our nature wearing, Clothed in majesty divine ! You who long for his appearing Then shall say &quot; This God is mine !&quot; Uracious Saviour, own me in that day for thine.

3 At his call the dead awaken, Rise to life from earth and sea. All the powers of nature, shaken By his looks, prepare to flee. Careless sinner, what will then become of thee i

4 Horrors past imagination Will surprise your trembling heart, When you hear your condemnation, &quot; Hence, accursed wretch, depart! Thou with Satan and his angels have thy part!&quot;

5 Satan, who now tries to please you, Lest you timely warning take, When that word is past, will seiza you, Plunge you in the burning lake : Think, poor sinner, thy eternal all s at stake.

6 But to those who have confessed, Loved and served the Lord below, He will say &quot; Come near, ye blessed, Soe the kingdom I bestow : You for ever shall my love and glory know.&quot;