The Crown

My soul is happy when I hear,The Savior is so nigh,And longs to see his sign appearUpon the op'ning sky.

I love to wait, and watch, and pray,And trust his living Word,And feel the coming of that dayNo longer is deferr'd.

I do rejoice that life was givenIn these last days to me,That deathless I may rise to heaven,And my Redeemer see.

Then, waiting brethren, let us sing,He will not tarry long,And fill with love 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.