Nation against nation
And kingdoms set apart,
And pestilence and famine--
Do you quake within your heart?--
Wars and rumors!--Are you troubled
And stirred up within your mind?
Oh friend in Christ, be not afraid,
We'll leave it all behind!
As lightning threaded over
The canvas of the sky
And striking through the storm clouds
With heaven's battle cray,
So comes the Son of Heaven,
His enemies to bind--
The days of darkness over--
Praise His Name!--Now left behind!
We'll leave it when the trumpet
Tramples oe'r the eastern sky,
When the saved surpass the summits
Of the mountains as they fly!
And Satan's final plummet
From his lie will be drawn nigh--
Yes, we'll leave it all behind us
When Christ calls us by and by.