1
The Church has waited long,
Her absent Lord to see,
And still in loneliness she waits,
A friendless stranger she.
Age after age has gone,
Sun after sun has set,
And still in weeds of widowhood,
She weeps a mourner yet.
DThe
Church has
D-Bm
long,
DHer
Em
absent
D
Lord
G
to
A
see,
And
D
still
in
G
loneliness
A-G
she
D
waits,
BmA
Em
friendless
A7
stranger
D-G-D
she.
A7
Age
D
after
G
age
has
D
gone,
D-A7
Sun
G♭m
after
Bm
sun
has
Em-A7
set,
And
D
still
in
G
weeds
of She
Em
weeps
a
A7
mourner
D-G-D
yet.
2
Saint after saint on earth
Has lived, and loved, and died;
And as they left us one by one,
We laid them side by side;
We laid them down to sleep,
But not in hope forlorn;
We laid them but to ripen there,
Till the last glorious morn.
Saint after saint on earth
Has lived, and loved, and died;
And as they left us one by one,
We laid them side by side;
We laid them down to sleep,
But not in hope forlorn;
We laid them but to ripen there,
Till the last glorious morn.
DSaint
after
G
saint
A7
on
D-Bm
earth
DHas
Em
lived,
and
D
loved,
G
and
A
died;
And
D
as
they
G
left
us one
A-G
by
D
one,
BmWe
Em
laid
them
A7
side
by
D-G-D
side;
A7
We
D
laid
them
G
down
to
D
sleep,
D-A7
But
G♭m
not
in
Bm
hope
Em-A7
forlorn;
We
D
laid
them
G
but
to ripen
D
there,
Till
Em
the
last
A7
glorious
D-G-D
morn.
3
The serpent's brood increase,
The powers of hell grow bold,
The conflict thickens, faith is low,
And love is waxing cold.
How long, O Lord our God,
Holy, and true, and good,
Wilt Thou not judge Thy suffering Church,
Her sighs, and tears, and blood?
The serpent's brood increase,
The powers of hell grow bold,
The conflict thickens, faith is low,
And love is waxing cold.
How long, O Lord our God,
Holy, and true, and good,
Wilt Thou not judge Thy suffering Church,
Her sighs, and tears, and blood?
DThe
serpent's
G
brood
A7 D-Bm
increase,
DThe
Em
powers
D
of
G
hell
A
grow
bold,The
D
conflict
G
thickens,
faith
A-G
is
D
low,
BmAnd
Em
love
is
A7
waxing
D-G-D
cold.
A7
How
D
long,
O
G
Lord
our
D
God,
D-A7 G♭m
Holy,
and
Bm
true,
and
Em-A7
good,
Wilt
D
Thou
not
G
judge
Thy
D
suffering
Church,Her
Em
sighs,
and
A7
tears,
and
D-G-D
blood?
4
We long to hear Thy voice,
To see Thee face to face,
To share Thy crown and glory then,
As now we share Thy grace.
Should not the loving bride
Her absent bridegroom mourn?
Should she not wear the signs of grief
Until her Lord return?
We long to hear Thy voice,
To see Thee face to face,
To share Thy crown and glory then,
As now we share Thy grace.
Should not the loving bride
Her absent bridegroom mourn?
Should she not wear the signs of grief
Until her Lord return?
DWe
long to
G
hear
A7
Thy
D-Bm
voice,
DTo
Em
see
Thee
D
face
G
to
A
face,
To
D
share
Thy
G
crown
and
A-G
glory
D
then,
BmAs
Em
now
we
A7
share
Thy
D-G-D
grace.
A7
Should
D
not
the
G
loving
D
bride
D-A7
Her
G♭m
absent
Bm
bridegroom
Em-A7
mourn?
Should
D
she
not
G
wear
the signs of
D
grief
EmUntil
her
A7
Lord
D-G-D
return?
5
The whole creation groans,
And waits to hear that voice
That shall her beauteousness restore,
And make her wastes rejoice.
Come, Lord, and wipe away
The curse, the sin, the stain,
And make this blighted world of ours
Thine own fair world again.
The whole creation groans,
And waits to hear that voice
That shall her beauteousness restore,
And make her wastes rejoice.
Come, Lord, and wipe away
The curse, the sin, the stain,
And make this blighted world of ours
Thine own fair world again.
DThe
whole
G A7
creation
D-Bm
groans,
DAnd
Em
waits
to
D
hear
G
that
A
voice
That
D
shall
her
G
beauteousness
A-G D
restore,
BmAnd
Em
make
her
A7
wastes
D-G-D
rejoice.
A7
Come,
D
Lord,
and
G
wipe
D
away
D-A7
The
G♭m
curse,
the
Bm
sin,
the
Em-A7
stain,
And
D
make
this
G
blighted
world of
D
ours
Thine
Em
own
fair
A7
world
D-G-D
again.