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Shall falling rocks be o'er them thrown?
See rocks like snow, dissolving down.
3. Methinks the last great day is come:
Methinks I hear the trumpet sound,
That shakes the earth—rends every tomb,
And wakes the prisoners under ground.
4. Lord, when these awful leaves unfold
,
May life's fair book, my soul approve:
There may I read my name enrold,
And triumph in redeeming love.
5. Jesus, the helpless creature's friend,
To thee my all, I dare commend,
Thou can'st preserve my feeble soul,
When lightnings blaze from pole to pole.
HYMN 9. Common Metre.
1. Let Zion's watchmen all awake
And take the alarm they give:
Now let them from the mouth of God,
The awful charge receive.
2.'Tis not a cause of small import,
The pastor's care demands,
But what might fill an angel's heart:
And fill a Saviour's hand.
3. They watch for souls for which the Lord
Did heavenly bless'd forego:
For souls which must forever live
In raptures or in wo!
4. All to the great tribunal haste,
Their account to render there,
And should'st thou strictly mark our faults.
Lord, where should we appear!
5. May they that Jesus, whom they preach.
Their own Redeemer see,
And watch thou daily o'er their souls.
That they may watch for thee.
