That day of wrath! that dreadful day,

When heaven and earth shall pass away!

What power shall be the sinner’s stay?

How shall he meet that dreadful day?

2 When shriveling like a parchéd scroll,

The flaming heavens together roll;

When, louder yet, and yet more dread,

Swells the high trump that wakes the dead;

3 O, on that day, that dreadful day,

When man to judgment wakes from clay,

Be thou, O God, the sinner’s stay,

Though heaven and earth shall pass away.