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John Newton - The Great Tribunal
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John in vision saw the day
When the Judge will hasten down;
Heav`n and earth shall flee away
From the terror of his frown:
Dead and living, small and great,
Raised from the earth and sea;
At his bar shall hear their fate,
What will then become of me? 

Can I bear his aweful looks?
Shall I stand in judgment then,
When I see the opened books,
Written by th` Almighty`s pen?
If he to remembrance bring,
And expose to public view,
Every work and secret thing,
Ah, my soul, what canst thou do? 

When the list shall be produced
Of the talents I enjoyed;
Means and mercies, how abused!
Time and strength, how misemployed!
Conscience then, compelled to read,
Must allow the charge is true;
Say, my soul, what canst thou plead
In that hour, what wilt thou do? 

But the book of life I see,
May my name be written there!
Then from guilt and danger free,
Glad I`ll meet him in the air:
That`s the book I hope to plead,
`Tis the gospel opened wide;
Lord, I am a wretch indeed!
I have sinned, but thou hast died.

Now my soul knows what to do;
Thus I shall with boldness stand,
Numbered with the faithful few,
Owned and saved, at thy right hand:
If thou help a foolish worm
To believe thy promise now;
Justice will at last confirm
What thy mercy wrought below.
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