Anthem

Rent by furious evil, all creation
Waits to see the nearing day
When stand revealed the sons of God,
In righteousness their white array.
Though bitter trial still befall us—
Sorrowing may not soon cease—
Yet someday our fal'tring steps
Will reach a lasting peace.

Though it seems that hope is foolish comfort—
Swirling darkness fills the skies—
All men of God renounce despair,
They know that shadows tell us lies.
Though stiff-necked hatred still would thwart us—
Right is slow subduing wrong—
Let our blackest doubts be burned
In brightest fires of song.


1976 (revised)

These are the words to a four-part hymn composed by Ed Rickard.