1. Redeemer of Israel,Our only delight,On whom for a blessing we call,Our shadow by dayAnd our pillar by night,Our King, our Deliv’rer, our all!
2. We know He is comingTo gather His sheepAnd lead them to Zion in love,For why in the valleyOf death should they weepOr in the lone wilderness rove?
3. Restore, my dear Savior,The light of Thy face;Thy soul-cheering comfort impart;And let the sweet longingFor Thy holy placeBring hope to my desolate heart.Bring hope to my desolate heart.
4. He looks! and ten thousandsOf angels rejoice,And myriads wait for His word;He speaks! and eternity,Filled with His voice,Re-echoes the praise of the Lord.Bringing hope to my desolate heart.Our King, our Deliv’rer, our all!Our all!