Verse 1
Awake, ye guilty souls, awake,
Nor sleep, till Tophet takes you in!
The Lord of hosts is ris’n to shake
The earth polluted with your sin.

Verse 2
Enter into the Rock, and hide
Your trembling spirits in the dust;
Fly to the clifts, the riven side,
And in a dying Saviour trust.

Verse 3
Before the Lord’s fierce anger come,
Before he bring the vengeful day,
And fix th’ irrevocable doom,
And earth’s foundations melt away;

Verse 4
Before its mouth it opens wide,
And gasps to feel the final blow;
Firmer support, ye worms, provide,
Or sink into eternal woe.