48

Come, Blessed Ones, and sit on Thrones,
Judging the World with me:
Come, and possess your happiness,
and bought felicitie,
Henceforth no fears, no care, no tears,
no sin shall you annoy,
Nor any thing that grief doth bring:
Eternal Rest enjoy.

49

You bore the Cross, you suffered loss
of all for my Names sake:
Receive the Crown that's now your own;
come, and a Kingdom take.
Thus spake the Judge; the wicked grudge,
and grind their teeth in vain;
They see with groans these plac't on Thrones
which addeth to their pain:

50

That those whom they did wrong & slay,
must now their judgment see!
Such whom they slighted, & once despighted,
must now their Judges be!
Thus 'tis decreed, such is their meed,
and guerdon glorious!
With Christ they sit, Judging is fit
to plague the Impious.

51

The wicked are brought to the Bar,
like guilty Malefactors,
That oftentimes of bloody Crimes
and Treasons have been Actors.
Of wicked Men, none are so mean
as there to be neglected:
Nor none so high in dignity,
as there to be respected.

52

The glorious Judge will priviledge
nor Emperour, nor King:
But every one that hath mis-done
doth unto Judgment bring.
And every one that hath mis-done,
the Judge impartially
Comdemneth to eternal wo,
and endless misery.

53

Thus one and all, thus great and small,
the Rich as well as Poor,
And those of place as the most base,
do stand the Judge before.
They are arraign'd, and there detain'd,
before Christ's Judgement-seat
With trembling fear, their Doom to hear
and feel his angers heat.

54

There Christ demands at all their hands
a strict and strait account
Of all things done under the Sun,
whose number far surmount
Man's wit & thought: yet all are brought
unto this solemn Tryal;
And each offence with evidence,
so that there's no denial.