LORD JESUS, COME

Lord Jesus, come, amid Thy holy myriads

Bringing Thy sunshine where everything is wintry,

Bringing Thy sweetness where everything is bitter.

Blessing will flow without an intermission

And all the earth will flourish in Thy kingdom:

Gone will be pain, disease, distress and sickness;

None will be hungry, dissatisfied or thirsty

While bliss will penetrate each ecosystem

And agriculture will pullulate with richness

Even upon the highest of the hilltops.

What metamorphoses mankind will witness

When Thou art come to actuate God’s vision!