The Restitution
 
1. Oh, spare Your people, Lord, and bring them full salvation;
Fulfill Your faithful word, awake the sleeping nation;
Your voice, oh God, shout from on high; the signal give for reaping;
Come now and reap the harvest dry; oh, gather all the sleeping;
Spare now the remnant Lord, the foe does yet pursue them.
Oh, for Your blessed word, to strengthen and renew them. 
 
2. Oh, may Your kingdom come, all power and dominion;
Bring now the faithful home, on bright seraphic pinion:
We're tried, oh, come and take us home, and give us crowns of glory;
We feel like those who weary roam about some ruin hoary:
Oh, may Your will be done, on earth as 'tis in heaven;
May now the glorious Sun of righteousness be given. 
 
3. Oh! may the City come down from the op'ning heaven;
The New Jerusalem, oh, may it now be given;
Its gates of pearl, its streets of gold, blaze with Your brightest glory:
The holy seers have raptur'd told the New Creation's story;
Oh, may it now descend, the City of foundations,
In triumph ne'er to end, now rule the angry nations.