Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1829
Compiler: B W Stone and T Adams
Publisher/Printer: N L Finnell
First Line: That awful day will surely come
Topic: Judgment
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: CM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 257
Page Number: 283, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsThat awful day will surely come,
Th' appointed hour makes haste,
When I shall stand before my judge,
And pass the solemn test.
Thou lovely Chief of all my joys,
Thou Sov'reign of my heart,
How could I bear to hear thy voice
Pronounce the sound "depart."
The thunder of that dismal word
Would so torment my ear,
'Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord,
With most tormenting fear.
What, to be banish'd from my life,
And yet forbid to die!
To linger in eternal pain,
Yet death for ever fly!
O wretched state of deep despair,
To see my God remove,
And fix my doleful station where
I must not taste his love.
Jesus, I throw my arms around
And hang upon thy breast;
Without a gracious smile from thee,
My spirit cannot rest.
Oh' tell me that my worthless name
Is graven on thy hands;
Show me some promise in thy book,
Where my salvation stands.
Give me some kind assuring word,
To sink my fears again;
And cheerfully my soul shall wait,
Her three score years and ten.