That day of wrath, that dread­ful day,
[or, The day of wrath…]
When Heav’n and earth shall pass away!
What pow’r shall be the sin­ner’s stay?
How shall he meet that dread­ful day?

When, shri­vel­ing like a parch­èd scroll,
The flam­ing heav’ns to­ge­ther roll;
When loud­er yet, and yet more dread;
Swells the high trump that wakes the dead.

O on that day, that wrath­ful day
When man to judg­ment wakes from clay,
Be Thou the trem­bling sin­ner’s stay,
Though Heav’n and earth shall pass away.