Classic Poem

Onward speed thy conquering flight,
Angel, onward speed!
Cast abroad thy radiant light,
Bid the shades recede;
Tread the idols in the dust;
Heathen fanes destroy;
Spread the Gospel's holy trust,—
Spread the Gospel's joy!

Onward speed thy conquering flight;
Angel, onward haste!
Quickly on each mountain's height
Be thy standard placed;
Let thy blissful tidings float
Far o'er vale and hill,
Till the sweetly echoing note
Every bosom thrill!

Onward speed thy conquering flight,
Angel, onward fly!
Long has been the reign of night,
Bring the morning nigh;
'Tis to thee the heathen lift
Their imploring wail;
Bear them Heaven's holy gift,
Ere their courage fail!

Onward speed thy conquering flight,
Angel, onward speed!
Morning bursts upon our sight,—
'Tis the time decreed.
Jesus now His kingdom takes—
Thrones and empires fall;
And the joyous song awakes,
“God is all in all!”