When heaven shall part as a shattered scroll;
And earth shall reel from Jehovah’s power
And death shall seize on the sinner’s soul;
Then will the Lord to his servants bring
A crown for the cross which here they bore;
And loud their shouts of joy will ring;
And then shall be heard and feared no more
The critic’s sneer, and the scoffer’s boasts,
When saints shall be owned by the Lord of hosts.
They shall be mine in whom alone