Lord Her Watch Thy Church is Keeping
THE HYMN
Lord, her watch thy Church is keeping: when shall earth thy rule obey?
When shall end the night of weeping? When shall break the promised
day?
See the whitening harvest languish, waiting still the laborers' toil;
was it vain, thy Son's deep anguish? shall the strong retain the spoil?
Tidings, sent to every creature, millions yet have never heard:
can they hear without a preacher? Lord almighty, give the word!
Give the word! in every nation, let the Gospel trumpet sound,
witnessing a world's salvation, to the earth's remotest bound.
Then the end: thy Church completed, all thy chosen gathered in,
with their King in glory seated, Satan bound, and banished sin;
gone for ever parting, weeping, hunger, sorrow, death, and pain;
Lo! her watch thy Church is keeping; Come, Lord Jesus, come to reign!
