It draweth nigh, that glorious consummation,

Which prophets told, and seeing men foresaw,

When nation nevermore contends with nation,

But, peaceful, turns from all the olden war.

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Ah ! not till then descends the Once-Rejected;

He hath no message for a wrangling race.

Prepare the highways of the King expected;

Make straight his path in every troubled place.

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So doing, ye shall further that appearing

Too long withheld, from wistful eyes too long.

If slothful, ye delay the sight heart-cheering,

And die untuned to Earth's Hosanna song.

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Upon the Holy Mount your feet are pressing;

Its curve beneath them is the rounded world

Whose allied peoples shall have earned a blessing

When in their midst defiant flags are furled.

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Then on encrimsoned fields the harvests growing

Shall hide the carnage of the years before;

And of good deeds the wide and plenteous sowing

Shall yield its fruitage into Victory's store.

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Then shall the humble creatures be uplifted

Who raven now by carnal man obsessed.

Then shall the wheat from out the chaff be sifted

In judgment due, where all must meet the test.

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Soon may it come, that glorious consummation

Which filled with hope the prophet's deathless page!

When Love has welded nation unto nation,

Then dawns on Earth the better Golden Age.