1 Yes! we trust the day is breaking,
Joyful times are near at hand;
God--the mighty God, is speaking
By his word, in every land;
When he chooses,
Darkness flies at his command,
When he chooses,
Darkness flies at his command.

2 Oh, 'tis pleasant, 'tis reviving
To our hearts, to hear, each day
Joyful news from far arriving,
How the gospel wins its way,
Those enlightening
Who in death and darkness lay.

3 God of Jacob, high and glorious,
Let thy people see thy hand;
Let the gospel be victorious
Through the world, in every land;
Then shall idols
Perish, Lord, at thy command.