Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Date: 1848
Compiler: S W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: That glorious day is drawing nigh
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Page Number: 229, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsThat glorious day is drawing nigh,
When Zion's light shall come;
She shall arise and shine on high,
Bright as the morning sun.
The north and south their sons resign,
And earth's foundation bend;
A bride adorned Jerusalem,
All glorious shall descend.
The King who wears the splendid crown,
The azure flaming bow,
The holy city shall bring down,
To bless his church below.
When Zion's bleeding conquering Kind,
Shall sin and death destroy,
The morning stars shall join to sing,
And Zion shout for joy.
The holy, bright, angelic band,
Who sing on harps of gold,
In glorious order then shall stand,
Fair Salem to behold.
Descending with sweet melting strains,
Jehovah they adore;
Such shouts through earth's extended plains,
Were never heard before.
Let Satan rage and boast no more,
Nor think his reign is long;
Though saints are feeble, frail and poor,
Their great Redeemer's strong.
He is their shield and hiding place:
A covert from the storm;
A fountain in the wilderness,
And their eternal home.
The crystal stream comes down from heaven,
It issues from the throne;
The floods of strife away are driven,
The church becomes but one.
That peaceful union we shall know,
And sing and shout his name below,
A thousand years shall roll around,
The church shall be complete:
Called by the last loud trumpet's sound,
Their Saviour's face to meet.
With joy they meet him in the sky,
Whom here their souls adored;
And live in worlds of bliss on high,
Forever with their Lord.