Isaiah 66:21–23: I will take of than for priests, &c

Jesus, we wait to see
That spotless church of Thine,
The heaven-appointed ministry,
The hierarchy Divine:
Command her now to rise
With perfect beauty pure,
Long as the new-made earth and skies
To flourish and endure;
A church which may remain
With all Thy works restored.

Commensurate with time, obtain
The nature of her Lord;
A church to comprehend
The whole of human race.
And live in joys that never end
Before Thy glorious face.