Savior, Haste! Our Souls Are Waiting

Savior

haste! our souls are wait­ing

For the long ex­pect­ed day

When

new heav’ns and earth cre­at­ing

Thou shalt ban­ish grief away

All the sor­row

Caused by sin and Sa­tan’s sway.

Haste! O hast­en Thine ap­pear­ing;

Take Thy wait­ing peo­ple home:

’Tis this hope our spir­its cheer­ing

While we in the des­ert roam

Makes Thy peo­ple

Strangers here

till Thou dost come.

Lord

how long shall the cre­ation

Groan and tra­vail sore in pain;

Waiting for its sure sal­va­tion

When Thou shalt in glo­ry reign

And like Ed­en

This sad earth shall bloom again?

Gather

too

Thy chos­en na­tion

Israel’s long af­flict­ed race;

Let them find Thy free sal­va­tion

Own and trust Thy won­drous grace;

And ad­or­ing

Look on Thy once mar­rèd face.

Reign

O reign! al­migh­ty Sav­ior!

Heav’n and earth in one unite;

Make it known

that in Thy fa­vor

There alone is life and light.

When we see Thee

We shall have un­mixed de­light.