THE DAY AFTER ARMAGEDDON. For the ruler of darkness, The God of this world, Had summoned his armies, His banner unfurled. As the storm-cloud it gathered, Like the desert at midnight,— 'Tis the silence of silence, Now, chains for the spoiler ! Dark and swift be his doom! Thou hast trodden the nations,Thy treading is come! Earth, cease now thy wailing, 61 62 THE DAY AFTER ARMAGEDDON. Rise, daughter of Judah; It has come, the glad kingdom, Thy long night is ending The new morn is dawning, Bursts forth the new sun; The new verdure is smiling, REST YONDER. THIS is not my place of resting, In it all is light and glory, O'er it shines a nightless day; Every trace of sin's sad story, All the curse, has passed away. There the Lamb, our Shepherd, leads us, By the streams of life along; On the freshest pastures feeds us, Turns our sighing into song. Soon we pass this desert dreary, Never, never sin again. |