How many years has man been driven
Far off from happiness and Heaven?
When wilt Thou, gracious Lord, restore
Thy wandering church, to roam no more?
Six thousand years are nearly past
Since Adam from Thy sight was cast;
And ever since, his fallen race,
From age to age, is void of grace.
When will the happy trump proclaim
The judgment of the martyred Lamb?
When shall the captive troops be free,
And keep the eternal jubilee!
Hasten it, Lord, in every land;
Send Thou thine angels and command,
Go, sound deliverance; loudly blow
Salvation to the saints below.
We want to have the day appear!
The promised great sabbatic year,
When, far from grief, and sin, and hell,
Israel in ceaseless peace shall dwell.