By A Collection of Hymns

      6-8s.
      1 ARM of the Lord, awake, awake!
      The terrors of the Lord display;
      Out of their sins the nations shake,
      Tear their vain confidence away;
      Conclude them all in unbelief,
      And fill their hearts with sacred grief.

      2 Of judgment now the world convince,
      The end of Jesu's coming show;
      To sentence their usurping prince,
      Him and his works destroy below;
      To finish and abolish sin,
      And bring the heavenly nature in.

      3 Then the whole earth again shall rest,
      And see its paradise restored;
      Then every soul, in Jesus blest,
      Shall bear the image of its Lord,
      In finished holiness renewed,
      Immeasurably filled with God.