Don't Tarry Lord

Come, Lord, and tarry not;Bring the long-looked-for day;O why these years of waiting here,These ages of delay?

Come, for Thy saints still wait; Daily ascends their sigh;The Spirit and the Bride say, &ls;Come':Dost Thou not hear the cry?

Come, for creation groans, Impatient of Thy stay,Worn out with these long years of ill,These ages of delay.

Come, and make all things new;Build up this ruined earth;Restore our faded Paradise,Creation's second birth.

Come, and begin Thy reignOf everlasting peace;Come, take Thy Kingdom to Thyself,Great King of Righteousness.

- Horatius Bonar