Lo! the mighty God appearing,
From on high Jehovah speaks!
Eastern lands the summons hearing,
O’er the west His thunder breaks:
Earth beholds Him!
Universal nature shakes!
Zion, all its light unfolding,
God in glory shall display:
Lo! He comes! nor silence holding,
Fire and clouds prepare His way:
Tempests round Him!
Hasten on the dreadful day!
To the Heav’n His voice ascending,
To the earth beneath He cries:
Souls immortal now descending,
Let the sleeping dust arise,
Rise to judgment,
Let My throne adorn the skies!
Gather first My saints around Me,
Those who to My covenant stood;
Those who humbly sought and found Me
Through the dying Savior’s blood;
Sweetest sacrifice to God!
Now the heav’ns on high adore Him,
And His righteousness declare;
Sinners perish from before Him,
But His saints His mercy share:
Just His judgment,
God, Himself the Judge, is there.