See the golden sunlight,
O’er the mountains beaming,
Bringing to the world the bright prophetic day;
Chasing all the shadows,
All the dreary shadows,
Of the night of death and darkness far away.
Hail we now the golden time,
Hail the days our eyes have longed to see;
Send the sound through every clime,
’Tis the day of jubilee.
See the golden promise
Of the prophet’s vision
Coming to its glory in this day and hour;
Coming in its newness,
Coming in its trueness,
Coming in its majesty and with great power.
See the golden city
From the clouds descending
While before its coming error flies away;
See the wondrous glory
From its portals streaming,
Now indeed is come the everlasting day.