How Long, Dear Saviour (Northfield) 155
Tune: Jeramiah Ingalls, 1800
Lyrics: Isaac Watts, 1707
Meter: Common Meter (8,6,8,6)
How long, dear Savior, O how long
Shall this bright hour delay?
Fly swift around, ye wheels of time,
And bring the promised day.
Lo, what a glorious sight appears
To our believing eyes!
The earth and seas are passed away,
And the old rolling skies.
From the third heaven, where God resides,
That holy, happy place,
The New Jerusalem comes down
Adorn’d with shining grace.
Attending angels shout for joy,
And the bright angels sing;
Mortals, behold the sacred seat
Of our descending King!
His own soft hand shall wipe the tears
From every weeping eye;
And pains and groans and griefs and fears
And death itself shall die.