THE BLESSED HOPE

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Mountain View, California · Oct 25, 1905

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 31, No. 43.

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THE BLESSED HOPE

Come, King of Glory, come! Earth's woes Thy healing crave; Its weary, wasted sum Of hopes but finds a grave In moaning hollows of distress, Or blank, abysmal nothingness.
O Christ, when shall again Thy presence Israel bless? We look for Thee to reign Thy reign of righteousness; We hold that promise sacred yet That angels gave at Olivet.
Did not Thy shining ones A light of life impart, Brighter than noonday suns, To cheer the church's heart? This Jesus ye have seen ascend Again to earth His steps shall bend.
Fulfil, O Christ, fulfil That hope of advent given! We hold that promise still A beam of light from heaven Thy church to cheer along its way To sunshine of a perfect day.
When, crowned with sevenfold crown, And garments dipped in blood, To smite oppression down And curb the restless flood Of human wrong, Thou'lt come again, The King of Kings on earth to reign. —Christian Index, Glasgow.