Hymns Occasioned by the Earthquake, Part II, 2

Awake, ye guilty souls, awake.
Nor sleep, till Tophet takes you in!
The Lord of hosts is risen to shake
The earth polluted with your sin.

Enter into the Rock, and hide
Your trembling spirits in the dust;
Fly to the clefts, the riven Side,
And in a dying Saviour trust.

Before the Lord's fierce anger come,
Before He bring the vengeful day,
And fix the' irrevocable doom,
And earth's foundations melt away;

Before its mouth it opens wide.
And gasps to feel the final blow;
Firmer support, ye worms, provide,
Or sink into eternal woe.