The Great Judgment Morning Story
Bertram H Shadduck wrote this hymn in 1894.
Bertram Henry Shadduck was born on 14 April 1869 in Erie County, Pennsylvania. He grew up as infidel following his father who was also an infidel.
He is reported to have said that he initially went to Church out of curiosity first and to escape work his father gave him to do on Sundays. However, at the age of eighteen, he heard a sermon that touched him so much that he gave his heart to the Lord.
He initially joined the Salvation Army in 1888 but later left in 1894 and in 1900 became a member of the Methodist church.
There are a few hymns that give me goosebumps and this hymn is one of them. It is a solemn message about the judgment day and the punishment that will be meted out on that day.
Let us all keep this in mind as we journey on this earth. Actions have consequences and in this case, there will be eternal consequences for our actions on earth. It is high time we hid under the blood of Jesus Christ to escape from the wrath of God.
This hymn is based on Revelation Revelation 6: 15-16
"15 And the kings of the earth, and the great men, and the rich men, and the chief captains, and the mighty men, and every bondman, and every free man, hid themselves in the dens and in the rocks of the mountains; 16 And said to the mountains and rocks, Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sitteth on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb: (KJV)
|Bertram H Shadduck|
The Great Judgment Morning Lyrics
I dreamed that the great judgment morning
Had dawned, and the trumpet had blown;
I dreamed that the nations had gathered
To judgment before the white throne;
From the throne came a bright, shining angel,
And he stood on the land and the sea,
And he swore with his hand raised to Heaven,
That time was no longer to be.
And, oh, what a weeping and wailing,
As the lost were told of their fate;
They cried for the rocks and the mountains,
They prayed, but their prayer was too late.
The rich man was there, but his money
Had melted and vanished away;
A pauper he stood in the judgment,
His debts were too heavy to pay;
The great man was there, but his greatness,
When death came, was left far behind!
The angel that opened the records,
Not a trace of his greatness could find.
The widow was there with the orphans,
God heard and remembered their cries;
No sorrow in heaven forever,
God wiped all the tears from their eyes;
The gambler was there and the drunkard,
And the man that had sold them the drink,
With the people who gave him the license,
Together in hell they did sink.
The moral man came to the judgment,
But self-righteous rags would not do;
The men who had crucified Jesus
Had passed off as moral men, too;
The soul that had put off salvation,
“Not tonight; I’ll get saved by and by,
No time now to think of religion!”
At last they had found time to die
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The Great Judgment Morning Hymn Video
Below is a video of T Kelly Marshall singing this hymn.