How long must it be, dear Lord?
The ages have come,
The centuries have gone,
The years have passed us by.
Precious Lord, return!
Lord, do not delay.
We’ll redeem everyday
For Your coming soon.
Lord, of them that seek Your face;
A remnant for You
Whose hearts are so true.
They’re those who just love You.
Saints, open wide to Him.
O, lift up Your gate,
It’s not too late.
Let the King come in.
With a goal to bring You back.
Their treasure is You,
You’re their future too.
They care for only You.
A fire that’s burning in them.
They’re consumed by this zeal,
This only is real,
Lord, to bring You back.
Lord, by You they are possessed.
You have captured their heart,
The world has no part,
Their joy is only You.
Just You are in their eyes.
Their hearts make full room
For You, dear Bridegroom,
For Your coming soon.
The Spirit and Bride say come —
The Spirit’s calling you.
The Bride is calling too!
Take heed to this mingled cry!
To our Groom, most pleasant Person.
God’s eternal plan
Is to mingle with man.
This His satisfaction.
For this cause, Lord, strengthen us.
Keep us faithful to stand
All the way to the end.
Uphold us in Your hands.
For Your Bride, New Jerusalem.
Till we meet face to face,
Fill us daily with grace.
For that day make haste.