English poem
Xxvi. [22]
by Michael Wigglesworth (1631–1705)
All stand before their Savi-or, in long white Robes yclad, Their countenance full of pleasance, appearing wond’rous glad. O glorious sight! Behold how bright dust-heaps are made to shine. Conforméd so their Lord unto, whose Glory is Divine.
The Goats described, or the several sorts of Reprobates on the left hand.