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The trumpet’s solemn sound,
The lightnings spread abroad,
The opening skies, the shaking ground,
Proclaim a coming God.
Behold, the Judge at hand,
With majesty and power;
The tribes of men before him stand,
Some tremble, some adore.
Each action, word and thought,
Now stripped of all disguise,
To the impartial test is brought,
Exposed before his eyes.
Now causeless fears subside,
False hopes no more beguile,
Whilst his unerring hands divide
The precious from the vile.
The one he calls by name,
And seats them near his throne;
The other fills with grief and shame,
And dooms to woes unknown.
Then be it all my care,
Each hour to watch and pray;
And oh may sovereign grace prepare,
For that tremendous day!
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 24:44; Lk 12:40;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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MUSIC
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Name:
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CARLISLE
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1791
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 192 | No key | | # 512 | D | | # 393 | E | | # 523 | Eb | | # 3 | Eb | | # 592 | Eb | | # 513 | Eb | | # 595 | Eb | | # 368 | Eb | | # 30 | Eb | | # 706 | F |
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