A better day is coming, a morning promised long,
When truth and right with holy might, shall overthrow
the wrong;
When Christ the Lord will listen to every plaintive
sigh,
And stretch his hand o'er sea and land, with justice
by and by.
The boast of haughty tyrants no more shall fill
the air,
But aged and youth shall love the truth and speed
it everywhere;
No more from want and sorrow shall come the
hopeless cry,
But war shall cease, and perfect peace will flourish
by and by.
The tidal wave is coming, the year of jubilee,
With shout and song it sweeps along, like billows
of the sea;
The jubilee of nations shall ring through earth
and sky,
The dawn of grace draws on apace, 'tis coming
by and by.
Oh, for that glorious dawning we watch and wait
and pray,
Till o'er the height the morning light shall drive
the gloom away,
And when the heavenly glory shall flood the earth
and sky,
We'll bless the Lord for all his works and praise
him by and by.
—Sel.