The seventh angel sounded; and there were great voices in Heaven, saying,
Revelation 11:15The kingdoms of this world are become the kingdoms of our Lord, and of His Christ; and He shall reign for ever and ever.
Words: A. B. W., 1908, alt. Appeared in Hymns of the Second Coming of Our Lord Jesus Christ, edited by Bailie Brown & Peter P. Bilhorn (Chicago, Illinois: Bilhorn Brothers, 1911), page 66.
Music: Vinnytsia W. Stillman Martin (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know A. B. W.’s full name, or where to get a good photo of him (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
The light of His coming is flashing afar,
The rising and glory of Bethlehem’s star,
The heavens receive Him no longer from sight,
Descending, encompassed with seraphim bright.
Refrain
Rejoice, O ye faithful, the circling of years
Has hastened His coming to dry up your tears;
The sweet fields of Eden again are restored—
The kingdoms of earth now belong to your Lord.
He comes, the Messiah, to harvest the earth,
The gems of His crown are bright jewels of worth;
The mantle of death is now folded away,
The faithful of ages are born in a day.
Refrain
Behold the despisèd, the crucified One,
Once led to the cross, now ascending the throne;
The kings of the earth cast their crowns at His feet,
The hosts of the heavens His praises repeat.
Refrain
An expanded, modified version of these lyrics was printed in The Canadian Watchman, volume 1, number 6 (Oshawa, Ontario: June 1921), page 29, marked as Selected.
The light of His coming is flashing afar,
The rising and glory of Bethlehem’s star;
The heavens conceal Him no longer from sight,
Descending, encompassed with seraphim bright.
He comes! lo, He comes for the harvest of earth!
The gems of His crown are bright jewels of worth;
And the mantle of death is folded away,
And the faithful of ages are born in a day.
Hail, land of the Orient, lift up thy head!
The Just One has come; the destroyer has fled!
The hills of Judea with gladness rejoice,
And the trees clap their hands at the sound of His voice.
Thou tribute to strangers no longer must yield,
Nor the place of His throne be plowed as a field;
But the city of God will arise on its height,
And the saved of the nations shall walk in its light.
Behold the despisèd and crucified One,
Once led to the cross, now ascending the throne!
And the kings of the earth cast their crowns at His feet,
And the hosts of the heavens His praises repeat.
Rejoice, O ye faithful! the circling of years
Has hastened His coming to dry up your tears;
The sweet fields of Eden again are restored—
The kingdom of Jesus. Rejoice in the Lord!