Lo! the time hastens on, soon the morning will dawn
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Lo! the time hastens on, soon the morning will dawn,When the King shall in glory descend:We expect soon to join the bright, holy throng,In the kingdom that never shall end.
Chorus.
O Saviour! dear Saviour! O Saviour, come!Here we mourn and we sigh,And we daily cry,"Come and gather the faithful home."
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All the prophets of old saw a beautiful world,And they looked for the same with delight;And apostles have told of a city of gold,Where the Lamb is its glorious light.
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O we long to be there, where no sorrow or careCan disturb that sweet, heavenly rest;And we hope soon to share in those beauties so rareIn reserve for the good and the blest.