The Saviour comes, his advent's nigh;
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The Saviour comes, his advent's nigh;He soon will rend the azure sky,Descending swift to earth again,When God shall dwell indeed with men.
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Saints lift your heads; that day is nearWhen your Redeemer shall appear,To take the kingdom and the crown,And make his ransomed church his own.
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Day promised long, now soon to dawn,When sin's dark night of death is gone!Come quickly, Lord, we long to seeThat morning of eternity.
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And while we wait, we'll toil and pray,Still watching for that glorious dayWhen with the voice of trumpet loudThe Judge appears on yonder cloud.