By faith we find the place above,The Rock that rent in twain;Beneath the shade of divine love,And in the clefts remain.
Jesus, to Thy dear wounds we flee,We sink into Thy side;Assured that all who trust in TheeShall evermore abide.
Then let the thundering trumpet sound,The latest lightning glare,The mountains melt, the solid groundDissolve as liquid air.
The huge celestial bodies roll,Amidst that general fire,And shrivel as a parchment scroll,And all in smoke expire!
Yet still the Lord, the Savior reigns,When nature is destroyed,And no created thing remainsThroughout the flaming void.
Sublime upon His azure throne,He speaks the almighty word;His fiat is obeyed! ’tis done;And Paradise restored.
So be it! let this system end,This ruinous earth and skies,The new Jerusalem descend,The new creation rise!
Thy power omnipotent assume,Thy brightest majesty!And when Thou dost in glory come,My Lord, remember me!
Woe to the men on earth who dwell,Nor dread the Almighty’s frown,When God doth all His wrath reveal,And shower his judgments down!
Sinners, expect those heaviest showers,To meet your God prepare;For, lo! the seventh angel poursHis phial in the air.
Lo! from their seats the mountains leap,The mountains are not found;Transported far into the deep,And in the ocean drowned.
Who then shall live, and face the throne,And face the Judge severe?When heaven and earth are fled and gone,O where shall I appear?
Now, only now, against that hourWe may a place provide;Beyond the grave, beyond the powerOf hell, our spirits hide.
Firm in the all destroying shock,May view the final scene;For, lo! the everlasting RockIs cleft to take us in.
A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord,A wonderful Savior to me;He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock,Where rivers of pleasure I see.
He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rockThat shadows a dry, thirsty land;He hideth my life with the depths of His love,And covers me there with His hand,And covers me there with His hand.
A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord,He taketh my burden away;He holdeth me up, and I shall not be moved,He giveth me strength as my day.
With numberless blessings each moment He crowns,And filled with His fullness divine,I sing in my rapture, oh, glory to GodFor such a Redeemer as mine!
When clothed in His brightness, transported I riseTo meet Him in clouds of the sky,His perfect salvation, His wonderful loveI’ll shout with the millions on high.