A king shall reign in righteousness. Isaiah 32:1
Words: Ray Palmer, 1860. Appeared in his Poetical Works (New York: 1876).
If you know where to get a good picture of Whitaker (head-and-shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Eternal Father, Thou hast said
That Christ all glory shall obtain;
That He who once a sufferer bled
Shall o’er the world a conqueror reign.
We wait Thy triumph, Savior King,
Long ages have prepared Thy way;
Now all abroad Thy banner fling,
Set time’s great battle in array.
Thy hosts are mustered to the field;
The cross! the cross! the battle call;
The old grim towers of darkness yield,
And soon shall totter to their fall.
On mountain tops the watch fires glow,
Where scattered wide the watchmen stand;
Voice echoes voice, and onward flow
The joyous shouts from land to land.
Oh, fill the Church with faith and power!
Bid her long nights of weeping cease;
To groaning nations haste the hour
Of life and freedom, light and peace.
Come, Spirit, make Thy wonders known,
Fulfill the Father’s high decree;
Then earth, the might of hell o’erthrown,
Shall keep her last great jubilee.