O Lord of Life, Thy Kingdom Is at Hand

O Lord of life

Thy king­dom is at hand

Blest reign of love and li­ber­ty and light;

Time long fore­told by seers of ev­ery land;

The cher­ished dream of watch­ers through the night.

Lo! in our hearts shines forth the morn­ing star

Shedding its lus­ter on our dark­ened way;

And we be­hold

as pil­grims from afar

The ho­ly dawn­ing of Thy per­fect day.

Now gleams at last upon our wait­ing eyes

The glo­ry of the king­dom that shall be;

When truth in con­qu’ring gran­deur shall arise

And man shall rule the world with eq­ui­ty.

Forward again we move at Thy com­ing!

The flam­ing pil­lar lead­ing on anew;

One in the faith of all Thy pro­phet band

Onward we press to make the vi­sion true.