Full Lyrics
When shall thy lovely face be seen?
When shall our eyes behold our God?
What lengths of distance lie between,
And hills of guilt. A heavy load!
Our months are ages of delay,
And slowly every minute wears.
Fly, winged time, and roll away
These tedious rounds of sluggish years,
Ye heavenly gates, loose all your chains,
Let the eternal pillars bow!
Blest Savior, cleave the starry plains,
And make the crystal mountains flow.
Hark, how thy saints unite their cries.
And pray and wait the general doom:
Come, Thou, the soul of all our joys,
Thou, the desire of nations, come.
