May we be hidden in the day of the Lord’s anger!

Scripture: Zephaniah 2:1-7

ESV Text: Zephaniah 2:1-7


KJV Text:

(Alt. audio): Chapter: 2 1 Gather yourselves together, yea, gather together, O nation not desired; 2 Before the decree bring forth, before the day pass as the chaff, before the fierce anger of the LORD come upon you, before the day of the LORD’S anger come upon you. 3 Seek ye the LORD, all ye meek of the earth, which have wrought his judgment; seek righteousness, seek meekness: it may be ye shall be hid in the day of the LORD’S anger. 4 For Gaza shall be forsaken, and Ashkelon a desolation: they shall drive out Ashdod at the noon day, and Ekron shall be rooted up. 5 Woe unto the inhabitants of the sea coast, the nation of the Cherethites! the word of the LORD is against you; O Canaan, the land of the Philistines, I will even destroy thee, that there shall be no inhabitant. 6 And the sea coast shall be dwellings and cottages for shepherds, and folds for flocks. 7 And the coast shall be for the remnant of the house of Judah; they shall feed thereupon: in the houses of Ashkelon shall they lie down in the evening: for the LORD their God shall visit them, and turn away their captivity.(KJV)


Hymn: TLH 607, st. 11-19:
Day of Wrath, O Day of Mourning

— Organ Audio

11. Righteous Judge, for sin’s pollution 
Grant Thy gift of absolution 
Ere that day of retribution! 

12. Guilty, now I pour my moaning, 
All my shame with anguish owning: 
Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning! 

13. From that sinful woman shriven, 
From the dying thief forgiven, 
Thou to me a hope hast given. 

14. Worthless are my prayers and sighing; 
Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, 
Rescue me from fires undying. 

15. With Thy favored sheep, oh, place me! 
Nor among the goats abase me, 
But to Thy right hand upraise me. 

16. While the wicked are confounded, 
Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, 
Call me, with Thy saints surrounded. 

17. Low I kneel with heart-submission, 
See, like ashes, my contrition; 
Help me in my last condition! 

18. Day of sorrow, day of weeping, 
When, in dust no longer sleeping, 
Man awakes in Thy dread keeping! 

19. To the rest Thou didst prepare me 
On Thy cross; O Christ, upbear me! 
Spare, O God, in mercy spare me! 


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