See the vi­vid light­nings flash­ing,
Turning dark­some night to day;
Swift the mo­tion, great the pow­er,
Nothing can ob­struct the way;
All cre­ation
Pay their hom­age and obey.

Thus shall spread the glo­ri­ous Gos­pel,
To the earth’s re­mot­est bound;
Distant em­pires, lands and na­tions,
Soon shall hear the so­lemn sound;
Darkness flee­ing,
Light shall ev­ery­where abound.

Grace and mer­cy then des­cend­ing,
Shall the stub­born heart sub­due,
Christ re­veal His great sal­va­tion,
To the Gen­tile and the Jew;
Numerous con­verts
Shall ap­pear like morn­ing dew.

Lo, He comes in state and glo­ry,
Bands ce­les­ti­al line the way;
Saints, go forth and meet your Sav­ior,
And the deep­est re­ver­ence pay;
Join your tri­umphs,
Hail the joy­ful, hap­py day.