The Mountains’ Rocks Are Trembling

The mountains’ rocks are trembling,
Shaken to the roots;
The armies are assembling,
On the ground are boots.

Across the skies are flying
Angels with their swords,
To judge the unchaste defying
Christ, the Lord of lords.

Lord, come to save your children —
Prayers to you ascend;
Come carry up this pilgrim —
Rest without end.

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Say amen. Ask for prayers. Give thanks.