3 "I take these little lambs," said he, 4 "Death may the bands of life unloose, Millions of infant souls compose The family above. 5 Their feeble frames my power shall raise, I'll give them tongues to sing my praise, 6 His words the happy parents hear, 572 DESCRIBING JUDGMENT. Sutton-p. 119.] S. M. THOU Judge of quick and dead, Before whose bar severe, With holy joy, or guilty dread, For that tremendous day, 2 To pray, and wait the hour, That awful hour unknown, When, robed in majesty and power, Thou shalt from heaven come down, Th' immortal Son of man, 3 To damp our earthly joys, T' increase our gracious fears, "Ye dead, the Judge is come! A lot among the bless'd; 573 Zion-p. 241.] - 8th P. M. 87,87,47. Lonce for navour'd sinners slain! O! He comes, with clouds descending, Thousand thousand saints attending, God appears on earth to reign. 2 Every eye shall now behold him Those who set at naught and sold him, Shall the true Messiah see. 3 The dear tokens of his passion Cause of endless exultation Gaze we on those glorious scars! Everlasting God! come down! 574 Stonefield-p. 99.] L. M. E comes! He comes! the Judge severe, H The seventh trumpet speaks him near; His lightnings flash, his thunders roll; 2 From heaven angelic voices sound; 575 Emma-p. 202.] 4th P. M. 886, 886. HOU God of glorious majesty, The thee, against myself, to thee, A worm of earth, I cry! ? Lo! on a narrow neck of land, A point of time, a moment's space, 3 O God, mine inmost soul convert, Give me to feel their solemn weight, 4 Before me place in dread array 5 Be this my one great business here, Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, 6 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, 576 St. Asaphs-p.282.] 12th P.M.76,76,78,76. STAND th2 omnipotent decree: Jehovah's will be done! Nature's end we wait to see, Let this earth dissolve, and blend 2 Rests secure the righteous man! Sure t' emerge and rise again, And mount above the wreck : Lo the heavenly spirit towers, Like flames o'er nature's funeral pyre, Triumphs in immortal powers, And claps his wings of fire! 3 Nothing hath the just to lose, By worlds on worlds destroy'd; Far beneath his feet he views, With smiles, the flaming void; Sees this universe renew'd, The grand millennial reign begun ; 4 Resting in this glorious hope, To earthquake, plague, or sword: The latest trumpet of the seven, Soon our soul and dust shall join, And both fly up to heaven. 577 Malden-p. 66.] C. M. AND must I be to judgment brought, For every vain and idle thought,, 2 Yes, every secret of my heart Shall shortly be made known, |