The days and years of time are fled,
Sun, moon, and stars have shone their last;
The earth and sea gave up their dead,
Then vanished, at th’archangel’s blast;
All secret things have been revealed,
Judgment is passed, the sentence sealed,
And man to all eternity
What he is now henceforth must be.
From Adam to his youngest heir,
Not one escaped that muster roll,
Each, as if he alone were there,
Stood up, and won or lost his soul;
These from the Judge’s presence go
Down into everlasting woe;
Vengeance hath barred the gates of hell,
The scenes within no tongue can tell.
But lo! far off the righteous pass
To glory from the King’s right hand;
In silence, on the sea of glass,
Heaven’s numbers without number stand,
While He who bore the cross lays down
His priestly robe and victor crown;
The mediatorial reign complete,
All things are put beneath His feet.
Then every eye in Him shall see—
While thrones and powers before Him fall—
The fullness of the Deity,
Where God Himself is all in all;
O how eternity shall ring
With the first note the ransomed sing!
While in that strain all voices blend,
Which once begun shall never end.
In that unutterable song,
Shall I employ immortal breath?
Or with the wicked borne along,
For ever die
the second death?
Jesus, my life, my light, Thou art;
Thy word is in my mouth, my heart:
Lord, I believe, my spirit save
From sinking lower than the grave.