Indexes for The Sacred Harp, 2025 Edition
501b O’Leary
Words: Philip Doddridge, 1755
Music: Theodore Mercer, 1990
Meter: Short Meter (6,6,8,6)
Copyright: 1991 Sacred Harp Publishing Company
And will the Judge descend,
And must the dead arise,
And not a single soul escape
His all-discerning eyes?
How will my heart endure
The terrors of that day,
When earth and heav’n before His face
Astonished shrink away?
But ere the trumpet shakes
The mansions of the dead,
Hark, from the gospel’s cheering sound,
What joyful tidings spread.
And must the dead arise,
And not a single soul escape
His all-discerning eyes?
How will my heart endure
The terrors of that day,
When earth and heav’n before His face
Astonished shrink away?
But ere the trumpet shakes
The mansions of the dead,
Hark, from the gospel’s cheering sound,
What joyful tidings spread.