Lo, Je­sus spreads abroad His wrath,
And ven­geance sits up­on His brow;
Now trem­ble, rul­ers of the earth,
And at His feet ye na­tions bow.

Now lift your sup­pli­ant hands; no more
Against un­eq­ual strength re­bel;
Fierce and re­sist­less is His pow­er,
Which an­gels dread and de­vils feel.

With true re­pen­tance seek His face,
Love and adore th’ in­car­nate God;
Those sin­ners who re­fuse His grace
Shall sink be­neath His ir­on rod.

Soon shall that dread­ful day ap­pear,
When He will fix your fi­nal doom;
Oh seek for mer­cy now with care,
Before that aw­ful mo­ment come.