Isaiah 66: Hear the word of the Lord, ye that tremble, &c

Father, we humbly wait to hear
Thy word of reconciling grace,
Who long bow'd down with legal fear.
Have sought in Christ Thy smiling face,
But never could the blessing prove.
The sweetness of Thy pardoning love.

Hated because we fear Thy name,
And feebly after Jesus go,
Daily exposed to grief and shame
By those who care not Thee to know,
Our brethren's injuries we bear,
And wait till Thou Thy Son declare.

Our brethren false, with furious zeal
For order and the Church's peace,
Us from their synagogues expel.
Our Master thus to serve and please,
And while Thy sheep they seek to kill,
Deny the Scriptures, and fulfil.

But O! Thy changeless word is pass'd,
Thou wilt in us Thy Son reveal;
Our Saviour shall appear at last.
And bring the joy unspeakable,
Before our blushing foes confess,
And crown His suffering witnesses.