Prepare, prepare, new Guests draw near
And on the brink of Hell appear
Kindle fresh Flame of Sulphur there
Assemble all ye Fiends
Wait for the dreadful ends
Of impious Men, who far excell
All th'Inhabitants of Hell
Let 'em come, Let 'em come
To an Eternal dreadful Doom
Let 'em come, Let 'em come
In Mischiefs they havе all the Damn'd out-done;
Herе they shall weep, and shall unpitty'd groan
Here they shall howl, and make Eternal moan
By Bloud and Lust they have deserv'd so well
That they shall feel the hottest flames of Hell
In vain they shall here their past mischiefs bewail
In exquisite Torments that never shall fail
Eternal Darkness they shall find
And them Eternal chains shall bind
To infinite pain of Sense and Mind
Let 'em come, Let 'em come
To an Eternal dreadful Doom
Let 'em come, Let 'em come