POETRT. ^49 



For the Bee. 



View of the Lajl General Judgment, 



A Competition Piece. 

 •' Viiiit fumma Ales y VlRG. 



The day is come, that awful day, 

 When heav'n and earth fhall pafs away! 

 The comet's train, the meteor's blaze, 

 Strike guilty mortals with amaze ; 



Dire omens of th' approaching end ! 

 The hoftile elements engage, 

 And loud the rolling thunders rage I 



Unheard-of woes to men portend ! 

 The fick'ning fun withdraws his light ; 

 'Tis chaos and primsval night ! 

 Ye who th' almighty pow'r blafpheme, 

 O ! read, and tremble at my theme ! 



Hark, the dread, tremendous found ; 

 Heav'nly glory fhines around ! 

 Earth with utmoft horror quakes ! 

 Heaven to its centre fhakes ! 

 God defcends to judge his foes ; — 

 Nature's changing fcene to clofe ! 

 'Tis th.' archEngel's voice I liear, 

 Bids the guilty world appear, 

 Chrifl's tribunal to attend, 

 By th' Almighty Judge arraign'd ! 



' " Rife, rife, ye dead, awake to doom !'? 

 Straight they iffue from the tomb ! 

 Th' affrighted living die with fear, 

 Th' obedient dead the fummons hear ! 

 Myriads from their {lumbers rife, 

 And in troops afcend the fkies ! 

 See yon trembling band in tears ! 

 There, enthron'd, the Judge appears ! 

 In awful majefty he's come, 

 '*■ Witli juftice to reward and doom !" 

 ]NTy God ! my God \ 

 ]efus, my Saviour, who was flain. 



To expiate tlie fins 

 Thoufands of angels 



Vol. V. I i 



vho was flain, 1 

 IS of men ! > 

 in his train I J 



