cease, let your voice be stilled, Your life-long strug-gle before the throne of God Your joyful cap-tives bring, 0 nev - er Till ye Pro-claim the kingdom's o Till all the earth shall wor-ship Him, Th'e-ter - nal Prince of Peace. And with the crown up-on your brow, His end-less prais-es sing! A-men. that glory - beam - ing star; Trav - 'ler, o'er yon moun-tain's height, See ror are with-drawn. Watch-man, doth its beau-teous ray Aught of joy or Trav -'ler, yes; it brings the day, Promised day of Is it bursts o'er all the Son of God |