| Stanza | Poetry Source by First Line | |||
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| 1 |
When Thou, my righteous Judge, shall come To take Thy ransomed people home, Shall I among them stand? Shall such a worthless worm as I, Who sometimes am afraid to die, Be found at Thy right hand? |
When thou, my righteous Judge shall come,, Stanza 1 |
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| 2 |
I love to meet Thy people now, Before Thy feet with them to bow, Though vilest of them all; But can I bear the piercing thought: What if my name should be left out, When Thou for them shalt call? |
When thou, my righteous Judge shall come,, Stanza 2 |
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| 3 |
O Lord, prevent it by Thy grace, Be Thou my only hiding place, In this accepted day; Thy pard'ning voice, oh, let me hear To still my unbelieving fear, Nor let me fall, I pray. |
When thou, my righteous Judge shall come,, Stanza 3 |