Jesus, Thy church with longing eyes
For Thine expected coming waits:
When will the promised Light arise,
And glory beam from Zion�s gates?
E�en
now, when tempests round us fall,
And wintry clouds o�ercast the sky,
Thy words with pleasure we recall,
And deem that our redemption�s nigh.
Come, gracious Lord, our hearts
renew,
Our foes repel, our wrongs redress,
Man�s rooted enmity subdue,
And crown Thy Gospel with success.
O come, and reign o�er every land;
Let Satan from his throne be hurled;
Let nations bow to Thy command,
And grace revive a dying world.
Teach us in watchfulness and prayer
To wait for the appointed hour;
And fit us for Thy grace to share
The triumph of Thy conquering power.
