Even So, Come, Lord Jesus.

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

Come, for the corn is ripe; Put in thy sickle now, Reap the great harvest of the earth: Sower and Reaper thou.

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

Come, and begin thy reign Of everlasting peace; Come, take the kingdom to thyself, Great King of Righteousness.