How Many Things Combine to Show

How ma­ny things com­bine to show

The joy­ful day is near at hand

When truth shall spread and sin­ners know

The Sav­ior’s name in ev­ery land.

When did the friends of truth unite

With so much zeal as now they do;

To spread abroad its glo­ri­ous light

And bring its ex­cel­lence to view?

Mark how in this aus­pi­cious time

The pro­mised day by pro­phets sung

The peo­ple hear

of ev­ery clime

The Gos­pel in their na­tive tongue.

It runs

it flies through ev­ery land;

We mark its pro­gress with de­light

And bless His name

at whose com­mand

A day has ris’n

so fair

so bright.

Nor should His peo­ple give Him rest

Or cease their ear­nest cry to raise

Until Je­ru­sa­lem be blest

And through the earth be­come a praise.