God with One Piercing Glance Looks Through

I: God with one piercing glance looks through
Creation's wide-extended frame;
The past and future in his view,
And days and ages are the same.

II: Sinners who dare provoke his face,
Who on his patience long presume,
And trifle out his day of grace,
Will find he has a day of doom,
III: As pangs the labouring woman feels,
Or as the thief in midnight sleep,
So comes that day for which the wheels
Of time their ceaseless motion keep!

IV: Hark! from the sky the trump proclaims
Jesus the Judge approaching nigh!

See the creation wrapt in flames,
First kindled by his vengeful eye!

V: When thus the mountains melt like wax;
When earth and air and sea shall burn;
When all the frame of nature breaks;
Poor sinner, whither wilt thou turn?

VI: The puny works which feeble men
Now boast or covet or admire;
Their pomp and arts and treasures then
Shall perish in one common fire.

VII: Lord, fix our hearts and hopes above,
Since all below to ruin tends;
Here may we trust, obey, and love,
And there be found amongst thy friends.