My former hopes are fled
My terror now begins
I feel, alas, that I am dead
In trespasses and sins
Ah, whither shall I fly?
I hear the thunder roar
The Law proclaims Destruction nigh,
And Vengeance at the door
Vengeance at the door, Vengeance at the door
When I review my ways
I dread impending doom
But sure a friendly whisper says
"Flee from the wrath to come."
I see, or think I see, a glimmering from afar
A beam of day that shines for me
To save me from despair
Save me from despair, save me from despair
Forerunner of the sun
It marks the pilgrim's way
I'll gaze upon it while I run
And watch the rising day
Forerunner of the sun
It marks the pilgrim's way
I'll gaze upon it while I run, and watch the rising day
Watch the rising day, watch the rising day
