Scripture Verse

He that rejecteth Me, and receiveth not My words, hath one that judgeth him: the word that I have spoken, the same shall judge him in the last day. John 12:48


The Last Judgment

Words: An­on­y­mous, in A Col­lec­tion of Spi­ri­tu­al Songs and Hymns, ed­it­ed by Ri­chard All­en (1760–1831) (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: John Orm­rod, 1801).

Music: Pi­ca­rdy French car­ol tune. Har­mo­ny from The Eng­lish Hym­nal, 1906, num­ber 318 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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See th’eternal Judge descending,
Seated on His Father’s throne,
Now poor sinner, Christ shall show thee
He is the eternal Son;
Trumpets call thee, trumpets call thee,
Come to hear thy awful doom.

Hear the sinner thus lamenting
At the thoughts of future pain;
Cries and tears he now is venting,
But he cries and weeps in vain,
Greatly mourning, greatly mourning,
That he ne’er was born again.

Yonder stands the lovely Savior,
With the marks of dying love;
Oh! that I had sought His favor,
When I felt His Spirit move!
Doomed justly, doomed justly.
For I have against Him strove.

All His warnings I have slighted,
While He daily sought my soul;
If some vows to Him I plighted,
Yet for sin I broke the whole;
Golden moments, golden moments,
How neglected did they roll.

Yonder stand my godly neighbors,
Who were once despised by me,
They are clad in dazzling splendor,
Waiting my sad fate to see;
Farewell, neighbors, farewell, neighbors;
Dismal gulf, I’m bound for thee.

Hail ye ghosts that dwell in darkness,
Groveling, rattling, of your chains,
Christ has now denounced our sentence,
We must dwell in endless pains;
Down I’m rolling, down I’m rolling,
Never to return again.

Now experience plainly shows me,
Hell is not a fabled thing;
Lo, I see my friends in glory,
Round the throne they ever sing;
I’m tormented, I’m tormented.
By an everlasting sting.