The End of LIfe

Verse 1

Thou God of glorious majesty, To thee, against myself, to thee, A worm of earth, I cry; An half-awaken'd child of man, An heir of endless bliss or pain, A sinner born to die!

Verse 2

Lo! on a narrow neck of land, ’Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, Secure, insensible; A point of time, a moment’s space, Removes me to that heavenly place, Or shuts me up in hell.

Verse 3

O God mine inmost soul convert! And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress: Give me to feel their solemn weight, And tremble on the brink of fate, And wake to righteousness.

Verse 4

Before me place in dread array, The pomp of that tremendous day, When thou with clouds shalt come, To judge the nations at thy bar; And tell me, Lord, shall I be there To meet a joyful doom?

Verse 5

Be this my one great business here, With serious industry and fear Eternal bliss t'ensure: Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, And suffer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure.

Verse 6

Then, Saviour, then, my soul receive, Transported from this vale to live, And reign with thee above; Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, And hope in full supreme delight, And everlasting love.