Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

Hymn #661: When Thou, My Righteous Judge, Shall Come

Hymn #660 Hymn #662

Death, Resurrection, and Eternity

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661 (C.P.M.) Selina Hastings

When Thou, my righteous Judge, shall come

To fetch Thy ransomed people home,

Shall I among them stand?

Shall such a worthless worm as I,

Who sometimes am afraid to die,

Be found at Thy right hand?

I love to meet among them now,

Before Thy gracious feet to bow,

Though vilest of them all:

But can I bear the piercing thought?

What if my name should be left out,

When Thou for them shall call?

Prevent, prevent it by Thy grace;

Be Thou, dear Lord, my hiding place,

In this accepted day;

Thy pard'ning voice, O let me hear,

To still my unbelieving fear,

And grant me faith I pray.

Let me among Thy saints be found

Whene'er th' archangel's trump shall sound,

To see Thy smiling face;

Then loud among the crowd I'll sing,

While heaven's resounding mansions ring,

With shouts of sov'reign grace.

Hymn #660 Hymn #662