First Line: O Church of Christ, behold at last,

O Church of Christ, behold at last
The promised sign appear !
The Gospel preached in all the world,
And lo ! the King draws near.

He shall reign from sea to sea,
When He girds on His conquering sword ;
All the ends of the earth shall see
The salvation of our God.

2 With girded loins, make haste, make haste,
Thy witness to complete,
That Christ may take His throne and bring
All nations to His feet.

3 And Thou, O Israel, long in dust,
Arise, and come away !
See how the Sun of Righteousness
Sheds forth the beams of day.

4 The scattered sons are gathering
The fig tree buds again ; [home,
A little while, and David's Son
On David's throne shall reign.

5 Then sing aloud, O Pilgrim Church,
Brief conflict yet remains,
And then Immanuel descends
To bind thy foe in chains !