The Great Sacrifice

Verse 1

God is sweeping through the nations With an awful, searching eye; Every spot of imperfection Much be purged, or hope must die.

Chorus

God is coming, O my brother, Can you face the solemn day? All the pure His angels gather, The defiled become a prey.

Verse 2

Jesus gave His life to purchase For Himself a spotless bride— All who fear Him and obey Him Cleansed beneath the crimson tide.

Verse 3

To preserve her pure and spotless He must make a sacrifice; Give to evil spirits supper, All who give to sin a place.

Verse 4

See His sword is bathed in heaven, And the mountains strewn with dead; All ye birds and beasts assemble, Lo, a feast for you is spread.

Verse 5

Hear the angel loudly crying, Standing in the blazing sun; Wake, O man, while time is flying, For the judgment has begun.