2 No more shall bold blasphemers say,
“Judgment will ne’er begin,”
No more abuse his long delay
To impudence and sin.

3 Thron’d on a cloud our God shall come,
Bright flames prepare his way,
Thunder and darkness, fire and storm,
Lead on the dreadful day.

4 Heaven from above his call shall hear,
Attending angels come,
And earth and hell shall know and fear
His justice and their doom.

5 “But gather all my saints,” he cries,
“That made their peace with God,
“By the Redeemer’s sacrifice,
“And seal’d it with his blood.

6 “Their faith and works brought forth to light
“Shall make the world confess
“My sentence of reward is right,
“And heaven adore my grace.”

Psalm 50:2. 8 10 11 14 15 23. 
Second Part.  C. M.
Obedience is better than sacrifice.

1 Thus saith the Lord, “the spacious fields
“And flocks and herds are mine
“O’er all the cattle of the hills
“I claim a right divine.

2 “I ask no sheep for sacrifice, “Nor bullocks burnt with fire; “To hope and love, to pray and praise, “Is all that I require.

3 “Call upon me when trouble’s near,
“My hand shall set thee free;
“Then shall thy thankful lips declare
“The honour due to me.

4 “The man that offers humble praise,
“He glorifies me best;
“And those that tread my holy ways
“Shall my salvation taste.”

Psalm 50:3. 1 5 8 16 21 22. 3d Part.  C. M.
The judgement of hypocrites.

1 When Christ to judgment shall descend
And saints surround their Lord,
He calls the nations to attend,
And hear his awful word.

2 “Not for the want of bullocks slain
“Will I the world reprove;
“Altars and rites and forms are vain,
“Without the fire of love.

3 “And what have hypocrites to do
“To bring their sacrifice? 
“They call my statutes just and true,
“But deal in theft and lies.

4 “Could you expect to ’scape my sight,
“And sin without control? 
“But I shall bring your crimes to light,
“With anguish in your soul.”

5 Consider, ye that slight the Lord,
Before his wrath appear;
If once you fall beneath his sword,
There’s no deliverer there.

Psalm 50:4.  L. M.
Hypocrisy exposed.

1 The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns, Let hypocrites attend and fear, Who place their hope in rites and forms, But make not faith nor love their care.

2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name
With lips of falsehood and deceit;
A friend or brother they defame,
And soothe and flatter those they hate.

3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong; Yet dare to seek their Maker’s face; They take his covenant on their tongue, But break his laws, abuse his grace.

4 To heaven they lift their hands unclean, Defil’d with lust, defil’d with blood; By night they practise every sin, By day their mouths draw near to God.