Through storm and sun the age draws on
When Heaven and earth shall meet,
For the Lord has said that glorious
He will make the place of His feet;
And the grass may die on the summer hills,
The flower fade by the river,
But our God is the same through endless years,
And His word shall stand forever.
And they shall meet in love that knows
Nor race nor creed nor clime,
For the world shall be one brotherhood
In that celestial time;
And happiness shall be the air,
And righteousness the sod,
And earth go singing on her way
About the throne of God!
"What of the night?" O Watchman set
To mark dawn's earliest ray:
"The wind blows fair from the morning star,
Fair from the gates of day;
And over sorrow and sighing shines
The Dream of Galilee--
The Kingdom of God that shall fill the earth
As the waters fill the sea."