In the Coming will we be united to Him
And the walls of the nations fall down,
When mankind is as one and each people a limb
Of the Church of which He wears the crown.
We await the parade of the good King of Kings,
For the life-giving hymns to be sung;
Like the Spirit, the music is filling all things,
Setting fire on each human tongue.
The Creation, alive with thanksgiving and singing
And love that no creature can sever;
The whole world is a festival, church bells are ringing
Forever
And ever
And ever.