THE RESTORATION JUBILEE.
By W. Milne
When the last sun shall have risen
And his last day's journey run;
When these days and nights are ended,
And an endless day begun;
When the last repenting sinner
Shall have found the shepherd's fold;
And the sealed-up vision finished,
As by prophets long foretold;
When the cry—Behold, he cometh!
Shall by listening ears be heard;
For the watching and the waiting,
Bringing with Him his reward;
Then, a world redeemed shall see
A greater, grander Jubilee. When the fullness of the Gentiles
Shall, as promised, be brought in;
And the glorious consummation
Shall have made an end of sin;
When the saved of every nation,
Every kindred, tribe and tongue,
Shall have ended their probation,
Then, that new song shall be sung:
“Glory, honor, adoration,
To the Lamb for sinners slain;
He has conquered, He is worthy
Evermore to live and reign.
Then a world redeemed shall see
A grand, a glorious Jubilee.” No more sinning, no more sorrow,
No more sighing, no more pain,
No more doubting, no more fearing,
Washed from every guilty stain;
Every spot and every wrinkle
Blotted out, and washed away,
In that precious blood-filled fountain
Opened upon Calvary.
All who come, and all are welcome,
Whosoever will may,
Bathing in that living fountain,
Wash their blackest sins away;
And the blest performers be—
In this glorious Jubilee. Grand, eternal habitations,
Where the blest shall have abode;
City that hath sure foundations,
Built by Israel's mighty God.
Nothing, nothing that defileth,
Or that hurts, shall enter there;
Nothing that by fraud beguileth,
Or by cunning that can snare.
There will be no hours of sadness,
Such as all must suffer here;
Sweet, unbroken joy and gladness
Shall pervade the atmosphere.
And there no jarring notes shall be,
At Heaven and earth's Peace Jubilee.