CLXXXVII. The final Sentence, and Happiness of the Righteous.

ATTEND mine Ear; my Heart rejoice;
While Jesus from his Throne,
Begirt with all th' angelick Hosts,
Makes his last Sentence known.

When Sinners cursed from his Face
To raging Flames are driv'n,
His Voice, with Melody divine,
Thus calls his Saints to Heav'n.

"Blest of my Father, all draw near,
"Receive the large Reward;
"And rise with Raptures to possess
"The Kingdom Love prepar'd.

"E'er Earth's Foundations first were laid,
"This sov'reign Purpose wrought,
"And rear'd those Palaces divine,
"To which you now are brought.

"There shall you reign unnumber'd Years,
"Protected by my Pow'r,
"While Sin and Hell, and Pains and Cares
"Shall vex your Souls no more".

Come, dear majestick Saviour, come,
This Jubilee proclaim,
And teach us Accents fit to praise
So great, so dear a Name.