506. Father, Oh, how vast the blessing
Father, Oh, how vast the blessing,
When Thy Son returns again !
Then the church, its rest possessing,
O'er the earth with Him shall reign.
For the fathers' sakes beloved,
Israel, in Thy grace restored,
Shall on earth, the curse removèd,
Be the people of the Lord.
Then, too, countless myriads, wearing
Robes made white in Jesu's blood,
Palms, like rested pilgrims, bearing,
Stand before the throne of God :
These, redeemed from every nation,
Shall in triumph bless Thy name ;
Every voice shall cry, « Salvation
To our God and to the Lamb. »