In expectation sweet
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In expectation sweet,We'll wait, and sing, and pray,Till Christ's triumphal car we meet,And see an endless day.
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He comes! The conqueror comes!Death falls beneath his sword;The joyful prisoners burst the tombs,And rise to meet their Lord.
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The trumpet sounds, Awake!The saints the call obey;Their joyful upward flight they takeTo realms of endless day.
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Thrice happy morn for thoseWho love the ways of peace;No night of sorrow e'er shall closeOr shade their perfect bliss.