Now Sweeping Down the Years Untold

Now sweep­ing down the years un­told

The day of truth is break­ing;

And sweet and fair the leaves un­fold

Of love’s im­mor­tal wak­ing.

For flower and fruit­age now are seen

Where blight and mil­dew rest­ed:

The Christ to­day to us has been

By word and deed at­test­ed.

His liv­ing pre­sence we have felt

The Word made flesh among us:

And hearts of stone be­fore Him melt

His peace is brood­ing o’er us.