While We Are Waiting

By Annie Johnson Flint
(altered)

 

Give us the joy of the thought of Thy coming
'Mid all the griefs that encompass us here,
'Mid awful anguish and dread desolation,
Voices of wailing, of madness and fear;
Fulness of joy shall we have in Thy presence,
When the long tale of earth's sorrow shall close;
Give us the earnest of that blessed gladness;
Joy of the world, be our strength in these woes.

 

 

Give us the peace of the thought of Thy coming
'Mid raging war and the rumors of war,
Safe in the cleft of the rock do Thou hide us,
Shelter us far from the tempests' wild roar;
Under Thy wings shall no evil betide us;
In Thy strong arm shall our confidence be;
Who can make trouble when Thou givest quiet?
Peace of the world, we are trusting in Thee.

 

 

Give us the truth of the thought of thy coming,
While the world questions and doubts and denies;
How it has scoffed at the words of the warning!
How it has welcomed the old serpent lies!
"Where is thy God now?" it asks in derision;
"All things continue as all things have been;
Where is his promise? For long hath he tarried."
Thou who art Truth, let thy truth now be seen.

 

 

Give us the hope in the thought of thy coming;
Let that sure word be our comfort and stay;
Waiting and hasting thy day of appearing;
Keep us untroubled by doubt or dismay.
Though earth be rent and the heavens be shaken,
Though the great mountains be cast in the sea,
Thou art our help in the hour of affliction;
Hope of the world, where is hope but in thee?

 

 

Give us the light of the thought of Thy coming;
Dark is the night, and its shadows are nigh,
Dim, flaring lamps of man's genius and learning -
All, all have failed us they flicker and die.
Dark is the night, but above and beyond it
Soon shall the day break and shadows all flee;
Soon shall we see Thine ineffable glory;
Light of the world, we are following Thee.

 

 

Give us the life of the thought of thy coming,
While Death's fell forces high carnival hold;
While, all unhindered, vast tides of destruction
Over the world in red billows are rolled;
Thou who shalt break all the swords of the mighty,
Thou who wilt sunder the spear and the bow,
Haste thou and come, to destroy all destruction,
Thou - Life Incarnated - defeat thy last foe.

 

 

Revelation 22:12 And, behold, I come quickly; and my reward is with me, to give every man according as his work shall be...20 He which testifieth these things saith, Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus.

1John 3:2 Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be like him; for we shall see him as he is. 3 And every man that hath this hope in him purifieth himself, even as he is pure.

 

 

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