I Long To See That Day

1O, HOW I long to see that day,
When the redeemed shall come
To Zion clad in white array
Their blissful happy home.

RefrainO, bear me on, bear me on
To Mount Zion;
Then bear me on to that City of love,
Where saints will ever dwell.

2To hear the alleluias roll
From the unnumbered throng;
The kingdom spread from pole to pole;
And join redemption's song;

3To see all Israel safe at home,
Singing on Zion's height;
And Jesus crowned upon his throne;
Creation own his right.

4All hail! The morn of glory's nigh,
The pilgrim longs to see,
That dries the tear from every eye—
Creation's Jubilee!

5Jerusalem I long to see;
Blest city of my King,
And eat the fruit of Life's fair tree,
And hear the blood-washed sing.

6My longing heart cries out, O, come!
Creation groans for thee!
The weary pilgrim sighs, O, come!
Bring Immortality!