My soul is happy when I hear

My soul is happy when I hearThe Saviour is so nigh,And longs to see his sign appearUpon the opening sky.

I love to wait, and watch, and pray,And trust his living word,And feel the coming of that dayNo longer is deferred.

Then, waiting brethren, let us sing,—He will not tarry long,—And fill with joy the hours that bringThe glory of our song.

Yes, he will come; no longer fear,Though earth and hell assail;His word attests the moment near,And that can never fail.