I dreamt I was out, to the east cast mine eye, The atmosphere calm and serene was the sky; So calm, still and awful, tremendous the sight; I thought the last judgement was dawning to light. A pillar of cloud in the east did appear, A throne in the midst on which Jesus sat fair, Who coming along the ether'al bright plain And soaring aloft till the midst He did gain. The next I heard Jesus say “Come you up here;” Then all the blest nations arose without fear, And quitting the globe with great pleasure did sing A song that was never before tuned to string. Then, in the sweet transport, my feet left the ground Without any motion of body or sound; My joys were unspeakably full of delight; So loud was the music in o'ercame me quite.