Before the great Jehovah’s bar
Soon must assembled worlds appear,
And every word, and deed, and thought
Shall into judgment then be brought.
Then all shall hear their righteous doom
Of wrath, or endless joys to come;
And each receive his just reward
Of bliss or vengeance from the Lord.
Dear Lord, it was Thine highest joy,
To save where sin did once destroy;
While thundering vengeance rolls above,
We trust in Thy redeeming love.
Hail! God of unexampled grace,
All Heav’n shall sound Thine endless praise;
High glories to the dying Lamb,
Who death, by His own death, o’ercame.