O Bright and Happy Olivet

1 Oh, bright and happy Olivet,
Where once the Master trod,
From whence He first went up on high—
True Man and Very God.

2 Incarnate Christ in human flesh,
We wait till Thou appear,
With glory crowned, and saints around
Caught up in joy and fear.

3 Oh, bright and happy Olivet,
Once more shalt thou behold
The blessed form of God’s own Son,
As by those angels told.

4 And then shall David’s throne be set,
And Israel too shall be
Amid the happy throng that shall
The true Messiah see.

5 Oh, bright and happy Olivet,
How glad that day and fair,
When Jew and Gentile in accord
His love shall then declare.

6 For when He comes, they shall return
With joy upon their head,
For Israel shall accepted be
As living from the dead!

7 Oh, bright and happy Olivet,
The time now draweth near
When Israel, God’s beloved, shall know
Contrition’s sweetest tear.

8 For Christ shall come to earth again,
His scattered flock to save;
And on the throne of David reign,
Victorious o’er the grave.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #13198

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