There’s a mighty reformation sweeping o’er the land,
God is gathering His people by His mighty hand;
For the cloudy day is ending and the evening sun is bright,
With a shout of joy we hail the light.
Oh, the reformation glory!
Let it shine to every land:
We will tell the blessed story;
In its truth we e’er shall stand.
When the voice from heaven sounded, warning all to flee
From the darksome courts of Babel back to Zion free;
Glad my heart to hear the message, and I hastened to obey,
And I’m standing in the truth today.
Zion’s walls again are building as in days of yore,
And the scattered host returning to their land once more
Are rejoicing in their freedom, pledging evermore to stand
In the reformation truths so grand.
Christians all should dwell together in the bonds of peace,
All the clashing of opinions, all the strife should cease;
Let divisions be forsaken, all the holy join in one,
And the will of God in all be done.