#63Righteous Judge
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1
WHEN thou, my righteous Judge, shall come,
To call thy ransomed people home.
Shall I among them stand?
Shall such a worthless worm as I,
Who sometimes am afraid to die,
Be found at thy right hand?
2
I love to meet among them now,
Before thy gracious throne to bow,
Though weakest of them all;
But can I bear the piercing thought,
To have my worthless name left out,
When thou for them shalt call?
3
Prevent, prevent it, by thy grace!
Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding-place.
In that expected day.
Thy pard'ning voice, O, let me hear,
To still each unbelieving fear,
Nor let me fall, I pray.
4
Let me among thy saints be found,
Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound,
To see thy smiling face;
Then loud through all the crowd I'll sing,
While heaven's resounding mansions ring
With shouts of endless grace.
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- Hymnal
- Hymns for Second Advent Believers who Observe the Sabbath of the Lord
- Number
- #63
- Language
- English
- Year
- 1852