In the sun and moon and stars,
Signs and wonders there shall be;
Earth shall quake with inward wars,
Nations with perplexity.
Soon shall ocean’s hoary deep,
Tossed with stranger tempests, rise;
Darker storms the mountain sweep;
Redder lightning rend the skies.
Evil thoughts shall shake the proud,
Racking doubt and restless fear;
And, amid the thunder cloud,
Shall the Judge of men appear.
But though from that awful face
Heav’n shall fade and earth shall fly,
Fear not ye, His chosen race,
Your redemption draweth nigh!