The day of the Lord, the day of salvation,
The day of his wrath and dire indignation,
Is swiftly coming on;
It surely will appear;
And you and I must meet it
With ecstasy or fear.
He’ll come in the clouds, the angels around him,
The saints shall be bold, and nothing confound ’em;
But sinners then will rise;
Their looks will fully tell
Their fearful expectation
Of banishment to hell.
The Judge to his bar will summon all nations,
The living and dead of all generations;
The good and bad shall then
Before his throne appear,
And stand in awful terror,
Their final doom to hear!