Great God, what do I see and hear! The end of things created! The Judge of mankind doth appear, On clouds of glory seated! The trumpet sounds; the graves restore The dead which they contained before: Prepare, my soul, to meet Him!
The dead in Christ shall first arise, At the last trumpet's sounding, Caught up to meet Him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding: No gloomy fears their souls dismay, His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet Him.
But sinners, fill'd with guilty fears, Behold His wrath prevailing; For they shall rise, and find their tears And sighs are unavailing: The day of grace is past and gone; Trembling, they stand before the throne, All unprepared to meet Him.
Great God, what do I see and hear! The end of things created! The Judge of mankind doth appear, On clouds of glory seated. Low at His Cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet Him. Amen.