"For as the bright shining, that comes out of the east and shines even unto the
west, so shall also the presence of the Son of Man be." (Matt.24.17)
Yonder, friend, behold the darkness
Lightly tinged with streaks of grey;
Far beyond the Mount of Olives
Comes the glorious radiant day.
See how pink and rosy fingers
Clamber up the lightening sky;
Heralds of the sun's own glory,
Soon to reign supreme on high.
Now the light has reached to Hebron;
Priests and watchmen cry aloud;
Men are rousing from their slumbers,
Heads in prayer and praise are bowed.
Lo! the sun itself, in splendour
Rises high o'er Zion's hill,
Pouring down its life and blessing
Free for men to take their fill.
Come thou thus, O blessed Jesus
To this darksome world of sin,
Bringing rich Millennial blessings,
Calling men to enter in.
Thus the glory of thy presence
Manifest to all will be,
Glory that enshrouds creation,
As the waters shroud the sea.