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Verse 1
Come, Lord, and tarry not;
Bring the long-looked-for day;
O why these years of waiting here,
These ages of delay?
Verse 2
Come, for Thy saints still wait;
Daily ascends their sigh:
The Spirit and the Bride say, “Come”:
Dost Thou not hear the cry?
Verse 3
Come, for creation groans,
Impatient of Thy stay,
Worn out with these long years of ill,
These ages of delay.
Verse 4
Come, and make all things new;
Build up this ruined earth;
Restore our faded Paradise,
Creation’s second birth.
Verse 5
Come, and begin Thy reign
Of everlasting peace;
Come, take the kingdom to Thyself,
Great King of Righteousness.
Horatius Bonar, “Come, Lord, and Tarry Not”