601 8, 8, 8. Ludv. M. Lindeman, 1812-87 f L Day of wrath! that day of mourning! See ful-filled the prophet's warn-ing, O what fear man's bos-om rendeth, When from heaven the Judge de-scend-eth, Heaven and earth in ash-es burning! 3. Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth, On whose sentence all depend eth! 4. Death is struck, and nature quaking, Through earth's sepulchers it ringeth, All be-fore the throne it bring eth. 5 Lo, the Book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded! Thence shall judgment be awarded. 6 When the Judge His seat attaineth, And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth. 7 What shall I, frail man, be pleading? Who for me be interceding, When the just are mercy needing? 8 King of majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us! 9 Think, good Jesus! my salvation Caused Thy wondrous incarnation, Leave me not to reprobation! 10 Faint and weary Thou hast sought me, On the cross of suffering bought me: me? 17 Bows my heart in meek submission, Strewn with ash tion! -tion! 18 Ah, that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth return - ing, Man for judgment must prepare him: 19 Spare, O God, in mer-cy spare him! नै 26 |