The Dream of Gerontius, Op. 38, Pt. 2: I go before my Judge

soul I go before my Judge ... voices on earth Be merciful, be gracious spare him, Lord. Be merciful, be gracious Lord, deliver him. angel Praise to His Name! O happy, suffering soul! for it is safe, Consumed, yet quickened, by the glance of God. Alleluia. soul Take me away, and in the lowest deep There let me be, And there in hope the lone night-watches keep, Told out for me. There, motionless and happy in my pain, Lone, not forlorn, There will I sing my sad perpetual strain, Until the morn. There will I sing, and soothe my stricken breast, Which ne'er can cease To throb, and pine, and languish, till possest Of its Sole Peace. There will I sing my absent Lord and Love: Take me away, That sooner I may rise, and go above, And see Him in the truth of everlasting day.