We long to see that happy time

We long to see that happy time,
That long-expected, blissful day,
When men of every name and clime
The glorious Savior shall obey.

The word of God shall firm abide,
Though earth and hell should dare oppose;
The stone cut from the mountain's side
The powers of earth and hell o'erthrows.

From east to west, from south to north,
Immanuel's kingdom shall extend,
And man, wherever he goes forth,
Shall find *all* brethren, *each* a friend.

Afric's emancipated sons
Shall shout to Asia's rapturous song;
Europe, with her unnumbered tongues,
And western climes, the strain prolong.