Scripture Verse

Hell from beneath is moved for Thee to meet Thee at Thy coming: it stirreth up the dead for Thee, even all the chief ones of the earth; it hath raised up from their thrones all the kings of the nations. Isaiah 14:9


John B. Dykes (1823–1876)

Words: John Need­ham, Hymns De­vo­tion­al and Mo­ral on Va­ri­ous Sub­jects (Bris­tol, Eng­land: S. Far­ley, 1768), num­ber 234.

Music: St. Cross (Dykes) John B. Dykes, in Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern, 1861 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Need­ham (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


My soul pur­sues no vul­gar theme,
The force of wit, or beau­ty’s charm:
The last as­size, the Judge su­preme,
My in­most heart and soul alarm.

See where He comes with so­lemn state,
In cloudy cha­ri­ot swift­ly borne;
Myriads of an­gels on Him wait,
His aw­ful pro­gress to adorn.

A migh­ty trump the sig­nal gives
That wakes the nations un­der­ground;
Affrights the sea, its dead re­vives,
Who hear alike the pow­er­ful sound.

Sublime in air is fixed a throne,
Wrought of a large and splen­did cloud;
From hence the Judge to all is known,
Round this the trem­bling na­tions crowd.

Among the rest I must ap­pear,
Before the glit­ter­ing judg­ment seat:
O may I have no cause to fear,
But in the Judge the Sav­ior meet!

Now would I make the Judge my friend,
Accept His grace, His laws ob­ey;
Then with the Judge shall I as­cend
To worlds of bliss and end­less day.