Th' appointed hour makes haste,
When I must stand before the Judge
And pass the solemn test.
2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys,
Thou Sovereign of my heart,
How could I bear to hear thy voice
Pronounce the sound, "Depart!"
3 Oh, wretched state of deep despair,
To see my God remove,
And fix my dreadful station where