Then, all Thy saints assembled, Thou shalt judge

Bad men and angels; they, arraigned, shall sink

Beneath Thy sentence: Hell, her numbers full,

Thenceforth shall be for ever shut. Meanwhile

The world shall burn, and from her ashes spring

New Heaven and Earth, wherein the just shall dwell,

And after all their tribulations long,

See golden days, fruitful of golden deeds,

With joy and love triumphing, and fair truth.

Then Thou Thy regal sceptre shalt lay by,