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ANCIENT HYMN.

I.

DIES iræ, dies illa,
Solvet sæclum in favillâ,
Teste David cum Sybillâ.

II.

Quantus tremor est futurus,
Quandó Judex est venturus.
Cuncta strictè discussurus!

III.

Tuba mirum spargens sonum,
Per sepulcra regionum,
Coget omnes ante thronum.

IV.

Mors stupebit, et natura,
Cùm resurget creatura,
Judicanti responsura.

V.

Liber scriptus proferetur,
In quo totum continetur,
Undè mundus judicetur.

VI.

Judex ergò cùm sedebit,
Quidquid latet, apparebit:
Nil inultum remanebit.

THE DAY OF JUDGMENT.

1.

DAY of doom! that dreadful day! Heaven and earth shall pass away— Sybils thus and prophets say.

II.

Dire shall then the trembling be!
Man his coming Judge shall see-
Judge that judgeth righteously.

III.

Hark! the trumpet's thrilling tone, Through the tombs of ages gone, Summons all before the throne.

IV.

Death, aghast, his realms hath fled : Lo! to judgment, from their bed, Wake the nations of the dead.

V.

Lo! the book of doom outspread,
Wherein every deed is read-
Deed and thought, of quick and dead.

VI.

On his throne the Judge is seated ; Now must vengeance due be meted, Each disguise of guilt defeated.

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VII.

What shall then a sinner plead ?
Who for me shall intercede ?

When the righteous scarce is freed?

VIII.

Thou, who sav'st for love alone,
Deign, from thy dread judgment throne,
Fount of pity! me to own.

IX

Oh! forget not, in that day,
Jesus! thou, when veiled in clay,
Trod'st for me thy lowly way :

X.

Me to seek, didst toil and pain-
Me to save, the cross sustain.
Let not all thy pangs be vain.

XI.

Righteous Judge, of vengeance dread!
Free forgiveness on me shed,
Ere the day of grace be sped.

XII.

Deeply groans my breast with shame: Crimsoned is my face for blame: Spare me, Lord, for thy dear name.

XIII.

Thou didst set the adultress free,
Heard'st the thief upon the tree;
Hope thou givest e'en to me.

XIV.

Preces meæ non sunt dignæ,
Sed tu bonus fac benigne,
Ne perenni cremer igne.

XV.

Inter oves locum præsta,
Et ab hædis me sequestra,
Statuens in parte dextrâ.

XVI.

Confutatis maledictis,
Flammis acribus addictis,
Voca me cum benedictis.

XVII.

Oro supplex et acclinis,
Cor contritum quasi cinis,
Gere curam mei finis.

ANCIENT HYMN.

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