A Praise--The Kingdom

Over the eastern star Shilo's light will shine.
Through the many that is dimly burning ascends high the light of Zion.

He to reign for a thousand years, the seas the rocks obey.
Preparing the world for his father's throne, through all the souls to
him that pray.

The saints with him to reign for a thousand years, the rest of the
dead is a long time gone.
The angels with him shall reign, the great infinite throng.

When the souls and the hills are all prepared; when the seas are
overcome,
The kingdom of all creation he delivers up as an obedient son.

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