Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Date: 1848
Compiler: S W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: The chariot the chariot its wheels roll in fire
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Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Tune: The Chariot
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 244, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsThe chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire,
As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of his ire;
Lo, self-moving it drives on its pathway of cloud,
And the heavens with the burden of God-head are bowed.
The glory! the glory! around him are poured,
Mighty hosts of the angels that wait on the Lord;
And the glorified saints, and the martyrs are there,
And there all who the palm wreaths of victory wear!
The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard:
Lo, the depths of the stone-covered charnel are stirred!
From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from the north,
All the vast generations of men are come forth!
The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set,
Where the Lamb and the bright crowned elders are met,
There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord,
And the doom of eternity hangs on his word.
O mercy! O mercy! look down from above,
Great Creator, on us, thy poor children, with love!
When beneath to their darkness the wicked are driven,
May our justified souls find a welcome in heaven!