Yes! we trust the day is breaking,
Joyful times are near at hand;
God, the mighty God, is speaking
By His Word in every land:
Mark His progress—
Darkness flies at His command.

While the foe becomes more daring,
While he enters like a flood,
God the Sav­ior is preparing
Means to spread His truth abroad:
Every language
Soon shall tell the love of God.

O, ’tis pleasant, ’tis reviving
To our hearts, to hear each day,
Joyful news, from far arriving,
How the Gos­pel wins its way,
Those enlightening
Who in death and darkness lay.

God of Jacob, high and glo­ri­ous,
Let Thy people see Thy hand;
Let the Gos­pel be vic­to­ri­ous
Through the world, in every land;
Let the idols,
Perish, Lord, at Thy command.