Now doth the truth appear

Verse 1

Now doth the Truth appear, Our dear prophetic Lord, Of what thou didst declare In thine unerring Word; The awful Signs, by thee foretold, Of thine Approach, we now behold.

Verse 2

Nations are in Distress, Striving, by Force and Fraud, Each other to oppress; Yet their own Ways applaud: In divers Places Earthquakes are, Mens Hearts are failing them for Fear.

Verse 3

The Gods of Earth, their Jars Occasions fierce Debate; Contests and bloody Wars Proclaim their mut'al Hate; Whilst mutt'ring Rumour now declares, How all the World for War prepares.

Verse 4

Redeemer, thou wilt come, (Those Signs point out thy Way) To bring thy Children Home, We wait the glor'ous Day: 'Till then we calmly rest in thee, From Dread of each ill-boding free.

Verse 5

We praise thee, dearest Lord; Now will we hopeless grieve; Instructed by thy Word, Rejoicing we believe, That all Things work, thro' Jesu's Blood, Now, and for-ever for our Good.

Verse 6

Our dearest Bridegroom lives! And all our Need supplies; Himself our Food he gives, Eat, my Belov'd, he cries: His Love is our divine Repast! O! how then can his children fast.

Verse 7

If thou art tak'n away, Lo! then thy Children fast: But if thou with us stay, We've a contin'al Feast: All other Food our Souls despise, But thee, our Lamb and Sacrifice.

Verse 8

We'll fast from all but thee; Thy Flesh is Meat indeed; To drink thy Blood we're free: On this alone we feed! Pleas'd with this Food, most holy Lamb, We eat and drink, and bless thy Name.