DOOMSDAY. From Herbert

"Come to Judgment, come away"! (Hark, I hear the Angel say, Summoning the Dust to rise) "Hast, resume, and lift your Eyes; "Hear, ye Sons of Adam, hear, "Man, before thy GOD appear!"

Come to Judgment, come away! This the Last, the Dreadful Day. Sov'reign Author, Judge of all, Dust obeys thy quick'ning Call, Dust no other Voice will heed: Thine the Trump that wakes the Dead.

Come to Judgment, come away! Lingring Man no longer stay; Thee let Earth at length restore, Pris'ner in her Womb no more; Burst the Barriers of the Tomb, Rise to meet thy instant Doom!

Come to Judgment, come away! Wide disperst howe'er ye stray, Lost in Fire, or Air, or Main, Kindred Atoms meet again; Sepulchred where'er ye rest, Mix'd with Fish, or Bird, or Beast.

Come to Judgment, come away! Help, O CHRIST, thy Work's Decay: Man is out of Order hurl'd, Parcel'd out to all the World; Lord, thy broken Concert raise, And the Musick shall be Praise.