That which for long the prophets sought,
The righteous yearned to see,
Has in these last of days appeared
In its reality.
The righteous yearned to see,
Has in these last of days appeared
In its reality.
Oh, blessed are our eyes that see,
Our ears, how blessed to hear;
Things angels ne’er could look into
Are now to us made clear.
Our ears, how blessed to hear;
Things angels ne’er could look into
Are now to us made clear.
Our sense is corporate, bold and strong,
His grace, how free to take;
Encouraging the others on,
Run for the kingdom’s sake.
His grace, how free to take;
Encouraging the others on,
Run for the kingdom’s sake.
We’re weary not this race to run,
It makes our joy complete;
For this we know, around the bend,
The Lord we’ll surely meet.
It makes our joy complete;
For this we know, around the bend,
The Lord we’ll surely meet.