When Je­sus shall ga­ther the na­tions
Before Him at last to ap­pear,
Then, oh how shall we stand in the judg­ment,
When sum­moned our sen­tence to hear?

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He will ga­ther the wheat in His gar­ner,
But the chaff will He scat­ter away;
Then, oh how shall we stand at the judg­ment
Of the great re­sur­rect­ion day?

Shall we hear, from the lips of the Sav­ior,
The words, Faith­ful ser­vant, well done?
Or, trem­bling with fear and with ang­uish,
Be ban­ished away from His throne?

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He will smile when He looks on His child­ren,
And sees on the ran­somed His seal;
He will clothe them in hea­ven­ly beau­ty,
As low at His foot­stool they kneel.

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Then let us be watch­ing and wait­ing,
Our lamps burn­ing stea­dy and bright,
When the Bride­groom shall call to the wed­ding,
Our spir­its made rea­dy for flight.

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Thus liv­ing with hearts fixed on Hea­ven,
In pa­tience we wait for the time,
When, the days of our pil­grim­age ended,
We’ll bask in the pre­sence di­vine.

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