1 How many years has man been driv'n
Far off from happiness and heav'n?
When wilt thou, gracious Lord, restore
Thy wand'ring church, to roam no more?
2 Sex thousand years are nearly past
Since Adam from thy sight was cast:
And ever since his fallen race,
From age to age are void of grace.
3 When will the happy trump proclaim
The judgement of the martyr'd lamb?
When shall the captive troops be free,
And keep th' eternal jubilee!
4 Hasten it, Lord, in every land,
Send thou thine angels and command;
"Go sound deliv'rance loudly blow,
"Salvation to the saints below?
5 We want to have the day appear!
The promis'd great sabbatic year,
When, far from grief, and sin and hell,
Israel in ceaseless peace shall dwell.
6 'Till then, we will not let thee rest,
Thou still shalt hear our strong request;
And this our daily pray'r shall be,
Lord, sound the trump of jubilee.
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First Line: | How many years has man been driv'n |
Title: | Prayer for the Millenium |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Topic: | Prayer for millenium |