THE JUDGMENT HOUR by M. Wilcox

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jan 22, 1867

THE JUDGMENT HOUR.

By M. Wilcox

AND is the Judgment Hour fast closing, Which seals the saint an heir of bliss? Arise, my soul, why thus reposing? Or lukewarm in a time like this, When signs, that thicken fast, betoken We soon shall hear the bridegroom's voice? And will it be to us then spoken, Ye are the people of my choice?

Ye are the purchase of my merit? Ye are the tried and tested few? Henceforth ye shall with me inherit The mansions I've prepared for you? Ye have left all, my word to follow, And faced the scoffer's cruel frown? Forsook the world with all its folly, Come and receive the conqueror's crown?

O Holy Spirit, come with power, Cleanse all our hearts, and help us pray; Oh! for a pentecostal shower! That we may better know the way. That we may claim the precious promise, I will be with thee to the end, All that ye need to cheer and solace The Father in my name will send.

O blessed Lord, we plead no merit, We come to thee by faith alone; 'Tis thus in thee that we inherit A right to come before the throne And claim in thee our sins forgiven, O Saviour, plead for us we pray; And may we find the grace that's given Sufficient for each trying day.

Henceforth to thee be all the glory, Since thou hast died our hearts to win; O let us tell the pleasing story, How thou didst save lost man from sin. All praise to thee forevermore, That thou hast died, and rose again; O let us worship and adore The Lamb which once for us was slain.

M. WILCOX.

Tuscola Co., Mich.