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Alfred H. Miles, ed.  The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century.  1907.
“O quickly come, dread Judge of all”
By Laurence Tuttiett (1825–1897)
O QUICKLY come, dread Judge of all;
For, awful though Thine advent be,
All shadows from the truth will fall,
And falsehood die, in sight of Thee:
O quickly come; for doubt and fear        5
Like clouds dissolve when Thou art near.
O quickly come, great King of all;
Reign all around us, and within;
Let sin no more our souls enthral,
Let pain and sorrow die with sin:        10
O quickly come; for Thou alone
Canst make Thy scattered people one.
O quickly come, true Life of all;
For death is mighty all around;
On every home his shadows fall,        15
On every heart his mark is found:
O quickly come; for grief and pain
Can never cloud Thy glorious reign.
O quickly come, true Light of all;
For gloomy night broods o’er our way;        20
And weakly souls begin to fall
With weary watching for the day:
O quickly come; for round Thy throne
No eye is blind, no night is known.

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