When Thou My Righteous Judge
Words by: Countess Selina Shirley

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When Thou, my righteous Judge shall come
To fetch Thy ransomed people home,
To fetch Thy ransomed people home,
Shall I among them stand?
Shall such a worthless worm as I,
Who sometimes am afraid to die,
Who sometimes am afraid to die,
Be found at Thy right hand?

I love to meet among them now,
Before Thy gracious feet to bow,
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,
What if my name should be left out,
When Thou for them shalt call?

Prevent, prevent it by Thy grace;
Be Thou dear Lord, my hiding place,
Be Thou dear Lord, my hiding place,
In this accepted day;
Thy pardoning voice oh let me hear,
To still my unbelieving fear,
To still my unbelieving fear,
And grant me faith, I pray.

Let me among Thy saints be found
Whene’er th’archangel’s trump shall sound,
Whene’er th’archangel’s trump shall sound,
To see Thy smiling face;
Then loud among the crowd I’ll sing,
While heaven’s resounding mansions ring,
While heaven’s resounding mansions ring,
With shouts of sovereign grace.