1 Let nations who tremble in fear of a flood,
Look up to the cloud, see the bow of their God,
And resting in peace, on the promise divine,
Remember 'twas made, for the ages of time:

2 Then Jesus the Saviour, translating the bow,
From thence to his head, and descending below,
Shall finish the myst'ry, that mercy began,
Blest fulness of grace and salvation for man.

3 Hail Alpha, Omega, the first and the last!
Thy purposes future, the present, and past,
All centre in one—'tis thy crown on the throne,
That the kingdoms of earth, become, Lord, thy own.

4 Oh Jesus, Imman'el, the rainbow display!
Thy arch as the Master, mid mansions of day,
Extend from the east, to the night of the west,
And closing of time, give thy labourers rest.