He cometh with clouds; and every eye shall see Him, and they also which pierced Him: and all kindreds of the earth shall wail because of Him. Revelation 1:7
Jesus comes, the judge of all:
Heav’n’s bright hosts adore Him;
All the people, great and small
Now must stand before Him.
Crowns of glory wreathe His head:
Christ, the Lord’s anointed;
Judge of living, and of dead:
Judge of old, appointed.
Heaven and earth, that stood so long
Showing forth His glory,
Now are, though they seemed so strong,
Like a finished story.
Caused to cease by Him whose power
Gave them first a being;
Lo! they perish from this hour:
’Tis the Lord’s decreeing.
Savior, in that awful day,
Keep our hearts from sinking;
For e’en now we feel dismay,
Of the season thinking.
May we lift our heads that day,
Day of God’s salvation;
May we joyful hear Him say,
Yours a glorious station.