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1. Hark! ye mortals, hear the trumpet,
Sounding loud the mighty roar;
Hark! th'Archangel's voice proclaiming,
The old times shall be no more.
Rolling ages, rolling ages, rolling ages,
Now your solemn close appears.
2. This great rolling frame of nature,
That huge mass of blazing day,
Yonder arched expanse of heaven,
Ye must all dissolve away.
Hark! th'archangel, Hark! th'archangel, Hark! th'archangel,
Swells the solemn summons loud.
3. See the gloomy prisoners rising,
Hell's dark caverns gaping wide;
Wild Confusion seize the Christless,
Horrors fill the spacious void:
Come ye mountains, come ye mountains, come ye mountains,
Hide us from this dire revenge.
