“THE FORMER THINGS ARE PASSED AWAY.”
By Mary A. Davis
Farewell to sin and sorrow,
Farewell to grief and pain;
Hail, bright eternal morrow,
Welcome, Jehovah’s reign. Our feet are worn and weary,
Our eyes are dim with tears;
Lo, through the tempest dreary,
The morning light appears! Rejoice, ye broken-hearted,
In union glad and sweet,
Loved ones whom death has parted,
Before the throne shall meet. Farewell, farewell forever,
To gloom and doubt and fear;
Behold, our glory ever,
The Light of life appear! His banner, love, is o’er us,
The Lamb who once was slain;
Raise high the gladsome chorus,
Immanuel doth reign! “God with us,” ay, forever,
Jehovah dwells with men;
No power his own can sever,
Nor mar their peace again. Sin now forever vanquished,
Death’s cruel reign is o’er,
His grasp on man relinquished;—
Ye mourners, weep no more. It comes, the hour appointed;
The joyous message rings,—
Messiah, the Anointed,
Is crowned the Kings of kings!