Is nothing good? Can we be free From bad and blood and misery? It's plain to see that pain is free Misunderstood stands liberty Even so, come Even so, come Even so, come, Lord, quickly come As days decay and waste to years We weep with universal tears And Jesus hears, He knows our fears And onward march our helpless peers Even so, come Even so, come Even so, come, Lord, quickly come Will nothing stand as we grow old? Will nothing warm disperse the cold? Will life be sold for dirt and gold? Can human man maintain its hold? Oh-oh-oh, Even so, come Even so, come Even so, come, Lord, quickly come