Prepare, prepare, new guests draw near

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 have all the Damn'd out-done;

Here 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.