Hymn 471

DAY of judgment—day of wonders, Hark the trumpet's awful sound, Louder than a thousand thunders, Shakes the vast creation round How the summons Will the sinner's heart confound!

See the Judge our nature wearing, Clothed in majesty divine! Ye who long for his appearing, Then shall say, "This God is mine!" Gracious Savior! Own me in that day for thine!

At his call the dead awaken, Rise to life from earth and sea: All the pow'rs of nature shaken, By his looks prepare to flee: Careless sinner! What will then become of thee?