Wednesday, 8 May 2013


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!

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