- We have reached an awful era in the onward flight of years,
While the nations are in slumber, crying “peace” ’mid drowning fears;
Lo, the shadows of creation lengthen to the eventide,
The Lord is surely
coming to receive His holy bride.
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Refrain:
We shall see the Savior coming,
Coming in the glory of His Father’s throne;
In that sweet and golden
morning,
He will come to crown His own
- Every human structure ’round us crumbles from the mighty shock,
While we stand upon the summit of the everlasting Rock;
Mighty heralds, swiftly flying, sound the news from shore to shore,
The Bridegroom is returning,
and already at the door.
- Oh, our glorious King is coming from His country far away,
For He has received a kingdom that shall stand eternally;
And the saints, in all the greatness and the glory of His reign,
Shall rise with songs of triumph and
extol His holy name.
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