He Comes! He Comes! The Judge Severe
The seventh trumpet speaks Him near;
His lightnings flash, His thunders roll;
How welcome to the faithful soul!
From Heav’n angelic voices sound;
See the almighty Jesus crowned,
Girt with omnipotence and grace!
And glory decks the Savior’s face.
Descending on His great white throne,
He claims the kingdoms for His own;
The kingdoms all obey His Word,
And hail Him their triumphant Lord.
Shout, all the people of the sky,
And all the saints of the Most High;
Our Lord, Who now His right obtains,
Forever and forever reigns.