Upon the dreadful woes of hell,
Oft on the saints’ all glorious lot,
For both shall last when Time is not:
Mark well, O Man, Eternity!
Eternity! Eternity!
How long art thou, Eternity!
The thought of thee in pain, how dread!
In joy how bright thy prospects spread!
For here God’s Goodness glads our eyes,
And there His Justice terrifies: