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Thy Kingdom Come

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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Feb 16, 1864

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 23, No. 12.

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Thy Kingdom Come.

By R. F. Cottrell

TUNE—"Heaven is my home."
This world of sin and woe Is not my home; O, let me from it go To that to come; Where all is peace and joy, Without the least alloy, And pleasures never cloy, In that dear home!
In this dark world of sin, There's hate and strife; And war and battle's din Are growing rife. O, let me go from this, To that bright world of bliss, Of joy and endless peace, Eternal life!
The time of trouble dire Is just before, When persecution's fire Will glow once more; The earth in sin grown old, In wickedness so bold, Now to the tempter sold, And given o'er.
O, save thy people, Lord! Send forth thy light, Speed on thy precious word, Ere comes the night, In which no work is done, The day of mercy gone, And they are left alone, Who mercy slight.
O, come, thou heavenly King, Whom we expect, Thy great salvation bring To thine elect; O, hear their earnest cries, Which day and night arise, Their enemies surprise, And them protect.
O, let thy kingdom come, All-glorious King, And let thy will be done In every thing. The people of thy choice Will all obey thy voice, And heaven and earth rejoice And praises sing. R. F. COTTRELL.