The Golden Time

See the gold­en sun­light

O’er the mount­ains beam­ing

Bringing to the world the bright pro­phet­ic day;

Chasing all the sha­dows

All the drea­ry sha­dows

Of the night of death and dark­ness far away.

Hail we now the gold­en time

Hail the days our eyes have longed to see;

Send the sound through ev­ery clime

’Tis the day of ju­bi­lee.

See the gold­en pro­mise

Of the pro­phet’s vi­sion

Coming to its glo­ry in this day and hour;

Coming in its new­ness

Coming in its true­ness

Coming in its ma­jes­ty and with great pow­er.

See the gold­en ci­ty

From the clouds des­cend­ing

While be­fore its com­ing er­ror flies away;

See the won­drous glo­ry

From its por­tals stream­ing

Now in­deed is come the ev­er­last­ing day.