Bidding the sinner tremble, and the pure in heart rejoice.
Yes, yes, the sinner trembleth, for his day of grace is o’er,
The Bridegroom hath arisen, and closed is mercy’s door;
That grace he long resisted, how did it plead in vain!
And now its sweet persuasive strains will ne’er be heard again.
But the pure in heart rejoiceth, his lamp is burning bright,
And welcome is the cry to him, though heard at dead of night,
“Behold, the Bridegroom cometh!” Oh, what joy to enter in
Where the nations that are saved, their Sabbath shall begin.
The God of glory thundereth! yet louder is His voice,