The Lord will come, and not be slow,
His footsteps cannot err;
Before Him righteousness shall go,
His royal harbinger.
2 Truth from the earth, like to a flower,
Shall bud and blossom then;
And justice from her heavenly bower
Look down on mortal men.
3 Arise, 0God,judge Thou in might,
This wicked world redress;
For Thou art He who shall by right
The nations all possess.
4 The nations all whom Thou hast made
Shall come,and all shall frame
To bow them low before Thee,Lord,
And glorify Thy name.