1. The time is night, the happy time, That great, expected, blessed day, When countless thousands of our race Shall dwell with Christ, and Him obey.
2. The prophecies must be fulfilled, Though earth and hell should dare oppose; The stone out of the mountain cut, Though unobserved, a kingdom grows.
3. The blended image soon shall fall— Brass, silver, iron, gold and clay; And superstition’s dreadful reign To light and liberty give way.
4. In one sweet symphony of praise, The Jews and Gentiles will united; And infidelity, o’ercome, Return again to endless night.
5. From east to west, from north to south, The Savior’s kingdom shall extend, And every man in every place Shall meet a brother and a friend.