DONE

But where God wished a sanctuary

He quickly found idolatry

As Israel's fervour failed;

Though you may have the greatest light

You need still to maintain its height

For it will be assailed.

The time was long, the bondage sore,

The word occasional before

Recovery came in;

Oh Christian soul, do not relax

For joys will wane and sorrows wax

As you make way for sin.

For when the conquest would restart

God found a man after His heart

Who would do all His will;

As Christ in beauty fills our view

Abundant blessing will ensue

Through what He will fulfil.

David, through all life's storms and calms

Distilled experience into psalms

For God's unending praise;

And Christ now, as He moves and tends

Our souls wakes worship which ascends

In anthems that we raise.

Affection and affliction shared

In the material prepared

For what his son would build;

Love answers love to bring us near

While suffering shapes how we appear

So that God's house is filled.

Trumpets and singers in accord

Proclaim the glory of the LORD:

The house fills with the cloud;

Now glory fills the courts above

And sons praise with united love,

Reverent, but uncowed.

Let hallelujahs now resound

Unto the LORD for He has crowned

The work He had begun;

Praise Him by whom all was conceived,

And now the matchless deed's achieved,

Determined, dared, and done.

This concludes "Progress"; I trust you will enjoy the plagiarism from Christopher Smart in the ending.