When the Lord recalls the banish'd

Verse 1

When the Lord recalls the banished, Frees the captives all at last, Every sorrow will have vanished, Like a dream when night is past; Then shall all our hearts rejoice, And with glad resounding voice We shall praise the Lord who sought us, For the freedom He hath wrought us.

Verse 2

Lift Thy hand to aid us, Father, Let the end of exile come, And Thy scattered servants gather ln their longed for, promised home. Steep and weary is the way, Shorten Thou the sultry day, Faithful warriors hast Thou found us? Let Thy peace for aye surround us.

Verse 3

In that peace we reap in gladness What was sown in tearful showers; There the fruit of all our sadness Ripens,--there the palm is ours; There our God upon His throne Is our full Reward alone. They who lived, who died unto Him, Sheaves of gladness bring there through Him.