51 Easter Hymn. HAIL, thou day, through all the ages! Jesus, over Hell victorious, Rose to glory from the grave. Thanks break forth from all creation, At the feet of Him who conquered Cloud and sunbeam, field and ocean, As above the sky He riseth To His throne beyond the stars. When the Crucified, triumphant FORTUNATUS, Sixth Century. 52 He shall come to judge the quick and the dead. THE Lord will come! the earth shall quake; The hills their fixèd seat forsake ; And, withering from the vault of night, The Lord will come! but not the same The bruised, the suffering, and the dead. The Lord will come! a dreadful form, Can this be He who wont to stray, Go tyrants, to the rocks complain; HEBER, A.D. 1811. 53 DAY The day of judgment. AY of anger! sinners dooming, Heaven and earth to dust consuming, Seer and Psalmist see thee looming! Hearts and rocks will then be rending, Blares aloud, that trump of thunder, 53 Death, his horror not dissembling, Comes that Judge His book unsealing Wrongs for ages never righted, Ah what plea shall I then tender? King of awful glory! ever Of free grace the Sovereign Giver; Think, good Lord, let it appease Thee, Lest the second death should seize me. Weary, wayworn, Thou hast sought me, Just Judge! piercing all disguises, Bringing in the dread assizes. See my soul its guilt unveiling, |