1174. The Day of the Lord Is at Hand

1. The day of the Lord is at hand, at hand;
Its storms roll up the sky;
The nations sleep starving on heaps of gold;
All dreamers toss and sigh;
The night is darkest before the morn;
When the pain is sorest the child is born,
And the day of the Lord is at hand, at hand,
The day of the Lord is at hand.

2. Who would sit down and sigh for a lost age of gold,
While the Lord of all ages is here?
True hearts will leap at the trumpet of God,
And those who can suffer can dare.
Each old age of gold was an iron age, too,
And the meekest of saints may find stern work to do
In the day of the Lord at hand, at hand,
In the day of the Lord at hand.

Text Information
First Line: The day of the Lord is at hand, at hand
Title: The Day of the Lord Is at Hand
Author: Charles Kingsley, 1819-1875
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain
Tune Information
Name: REMEMBER THE POOR
Composer: Anonymous
Incipit: 57112 32317 67556
Key: G Major
Source: Traditional Irish tune
Copyright: Public Domain



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