The Advent of Our God

The ad­vent of our God

Our pray­ers must now em­ploy

And we must meet Him on His road

With hymns of ho­ly joy.

The ev­er­last­ing Son

Incarnate deigns to be;

Himself a serv­ant’s form puts on

To set His peo­ple free.

Daughter of Zi­on

rise

To meet thy low­ly king

Nor let thy faith­less heart des­pise

The peace He comes to bring.

As judge

on clouds of light

He soon will come again

And all His scat­tered saints unite

With Him in Heav­en to reign.

Before the dawn­ing day

Let sin’s dark deeds be gone;

The old man all be put away

The new man all put on.

All glo­ry to the Son

Who comes to set us free

With Fa­ther

Spir­it

ev­er One

Through all eter­ni­ty.