Hark! A Voice Is Loudly Ringing

Hark! a voice is loud­ly ring­ing

Through the mists that cloud the night;

Banish hence your idle dream­ing—

Christ des­cend­eth from the height.

Soul of mine

be­stir! awak­en!

Prone on earth no long­er lie;

Every dis­mal cloud shall van­ish—

See

His star is in the sky!

Lo! the Lamb to earth des­cend­eth

Bearing par­don to our race;

Come with tears and seek for­giv­eness

From the full­ness of His grace.

When He comes again in bright­ness

Filling earth with woe­ful dread

May the shield of His pro­tect­ion

O’er our trust­ing souls be spread.

Virtue

hon­or

praise

and glo­ry

To the Fa­ther and the Son

With the Pa­ra­clete most ho­ly

Now

and while the ag­es run.