1 The heavenly King must come
His desert realm to see;
Must leave His own eternal home,
And all His majesty.
2 And lo! before Him sent
His herald, who must cry
And never spare, "Repent, repent!
Your King, your God, is nigh!"
3 He, when his work is done,
Must see his light decay,
Must hail with joy the brighter Sun,
The glorious King of day.
4 O Lord, O King, O Sun,
Whose messenger he came,
Baptize us all, most holy One,
In Thy refining flame.
5 Give us Thy grace, that we
All evil may forsake,
May boldly speak the truth for Thee,
The lowest place may take.
6 So, when Thou com'st again,
Thy realm redeemed to see,
Thy steps shall find 'mid hearts of men
A way made straight for Thee.
Amen.
The Hymnal: revised and enlarged as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892