4. All aghaft then Death fhall fhiver, And great Nature's frame fhall quiver, When the graves their dead deliver. 5. Book where actions are recorded, All the ages have afforded Shall be brought, and dooms awarded. 6. When shall fit the Judge unerring, 7. What fhall I fay, that time pending? Ask what advocate's befriending, When the just man needs defending? 4. What can e'er that woe resemble Where even Death and Nature tremble As the rifing throngs affemble! 5. Vain, my foul, is all concealing; 6. On His throne the Judge is feated, 7. Wretched me! How gain a hearing, 8. Dreadful KING, all power poffeffing, Save Thou me, O Fount of Bleffing! 9. Think, O JESUs, for what reason IO. Seeking me Thy worn feet hafted, II. Righteous Judge of retribution! Ere that day of execution! 8. King of majesty and splendor, Fount of pity, true and tender, Be, Thyself, my strong defender. 9. From Thy woes my hope I borrow: Do not lose me on that morrow. IO. Seeking me, Thou weary sankeft, Nor from scourge and crofs Thou fhrankeft Make not vain the cup Thou drankest. II. Thou wert righteous even in flaying; 12. Culprit-like I plead, heart-broken, 13. Thou who Mary gav'ft remiffion, Cheer'ft with hope my loft condition. 14. Though my prayers be void of merit, 15. Be there, Lord, my place decided With Thy sheep, from goats divided, Kindly to Thy right hand guided! |