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Judgement 112
Lyrics: Isaac Watts
Tune: Daniel Read
Meter: P.M.
Behold the judge descends, His guards are nigh.
Tempest and fire attend him down the sky:
Heav'n, earth, and hell draw near let all things come,
To hear my justice, and the sinner's doom.
But gather first my saints, the judge commands.
Bring them ye angels from their distant lands.
Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools be wise;
Awake before this dreadful morning rise:
Change your vain thoughts, your crooked ways amend;
Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend,
Lest like a lion, his last vengeance tear
Your trembling souls, and no deliv'rer near.
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