the promised day of God

Thy kingdom come! on bended knee

The passing ages pray;

And faithful souls have yearned to see

On earth that kingdom's day.

But the slow watches of the night

Not less to God belong;

And for the everlasting right

The silent stars are strong.

And lo, already on the hills

The flags of dawn appear;

Gird up your loins, ye prophet souls,

Proclaim the day is near.

The day in whose clear shining light

All wrong shall stand revealed,

When justice shall be throned in might,

And every hurt be healed.

When knowledge, hand in hand with peace,

Shall walk the earth abroad;

The day of perfect righteousness,

The promised day of God.

- from Magnificat, December 2018