This is an hymn attributed to Selina Hastings, Countess of Huntingdon, circa 1780. John Julian (Dictionary of Hymnology, 1907) could not find any evidence that the Countess wrote any hymns – perhaps not surprising given her direction to not have a biography written of her.
1. When thou my righteous Judge shall come
To fetch thy ransomed people home,
Shall I among them stand?
Shall such a worthless worm as I,
Who sometimes am afraid to die,
Be found at thy right hand?
2. I love to meet among them now,
Before thy gracious feet to bow,
Though vilest of them all;
But can I bear the piercing thought?
What if my name should be left out,
When thou for them shalt call?
3. Prevent, prevent it by thy grace;
Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding place,
In this the accepted day:
Thy pardoning voice, O let me hear,
To still my unbelieving fear;
Nor let me fall I pray.
4. Let me among thy saints be found,
Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound,
To see thy smiling face;
Then loudest of the crowd I'll sing,
While heaven's resounding mansions ring
With shouts of sovereign grace.
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