Father, When Shall All the Weary Earth

Father

when shall all the wea­ry earth

Cease from sigh­ing and ring out its mirth?

Triumph in its grand

im­mor­tal birth

Into won­drous life with God.

Christ is com­ing as the King of kings;

Shout

ye ran­somed

o’er the grace He brings;

Hark! the whole earth with the wel­come rings

Hallelujah

praise His name!

Savior

when shall my poor sin­ful soul

On Thee all its sins and sor­row roll?

Know Thy full sal­va­tion and be whole?

When

my Je­sus

wilt Thou come?

Enter now up­on Thy glo­ri­ous reign!

Come and raise to life what sin hath slain!

O’er my heart and o’er the world re­gain

Thy do­min­ion! Je­sus

come!