the

But with all be frank, and things from the soul

But he that does it under force, the end

God only is the wise and mighty one

The zeal of good men is a noble thing,

But of the base is base. Of wicked men

The boldness is destructive, but renown

Follows that of the good. To be revered

Of all things moderation is the best;

Trust not too quickly ere thou see the end.]

This is the contest, these are the rewards;

This is the contest, these are the rewards;

These are the prizes; this the gate of life

These are the prizes; this the gate of life

Those who shall then receive the victor's crown.

Ah! of how many parents in the lands

Mother of peoples, with the blood and dust

Of the last generation, evil doers,

That when the tribes of women do not bear

The harvest time of mortal men is come.

Near is the ruin when impostors come

Instead of prophets speaking on the earth.

And pillaging of them and of the Hebrews.

When from the east a people of twelve tribes

He that is highest of all, the all-surveying,

Covering the eyelids o'er. O blessed servants

Whom when the Master comes he finds awake!

To them that sleep, that from the starry heaven

The stars at midday will to all appear

With the two lights as the time hastens on.

With the two lights as the time hastens on.

And then the Tishbite, urging from the heaven

And then the Tishbite, urging from the heaven

Arriving, shall to all the world display

Alas for all the women in that day

Who shall be found with burden in the womb!

Alas for all who shall dwell on the waves!

For a dark mist shall hide the boundless world,

And cruel Hades and the heavenly sky.

And all the souls of men shall gnash their teeth

And then of the world all the elements

And then of the world all the elements

Nights; and no longer in the air shall fly

That swim the sea swim any more at all,

Nor freighted vessel o'er the billows pass,

Nor kine straight-guiding plow the field, nor sound

But when the immortal God's eternal angels

Then lead to judgment all the souls of men

Before the judgment-seat of the great God

Before the judgment-seat of the great God

One only, himself the almighty, One,

That dwell beneath will then the heavenly One

And both the flesh and sinews, veins and skin

About the body, and hair as before;

The bolts of stern and lasting adamant

Which, monstrous, bold the brazen gates of Hades,

Chiefly the shapes of Titans born of old,

And giants, and all whom the deluge whelmed,

And all that perished in the billowy seas,

And all that furnished banquet for the beasts

Shall (Uriel) summon to the judgment-seat;

And place before the judgment-seat of God.

And when the high-thundering Lord of Sabaoth

Making an end of fate shall raise the dead,

The mighty pillar, then amid the clouds

The mighty pillar, then amid the clouds

Shall come unto the Incorruptible

At the right hand on the great judgment-seat

At the right hand on the great judgment-seat

To judge the life of pious and the way

To judge the life of pious and the way

Of impious men. And Moses, the great friend

Of the Most High, shall come enrobed in flesh

Those whom the Hebrews slew. But he'll destroy

The Hebrews after Jeremiah, all

Who are to be judged at the judgment-seat,

And then shall all pass through the burning stream

Of flame unquenchable; but all the just

Shall be saved; and the godless furthermore

And all who left the great immortal God,

Became blasphemers did the pious harm,

More hurtful than the leopards and the wolves

More hurtful than the leopards and the wolves

The fruit of unjust deeds, and all that cast

And then denied them; and the servants all

Those who licentiously defiled the flesh;

And all who loosed the girdle of the maid

And all who loosed the girdle of the maid

Of the heavenly and immortal God shall drive

And deathless angels of the immortal God,

And in Gehenna, in the gloom of night,

The evil work they did, burned with much fire;

Will they ask of the God that rules on high,

By the hands of a virgin undefiled.

But the others, all to whom right and fair works

Shall angels, bearing through the burning stream,

Where comes the immortal way of the great God

Where comes the immortal way of the great God

Spontaneous shall then bear, and the course

Nor spring, nor winter, nor the summer-heat,

And to the pious will the almighty God