In these, the closing days of time,
What joy the glorious
hope affords,
That soon O wondrous truth sublime!
He shall
reign, King of kings and Lord of Lords.
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He¡¦s coming soon, He¡¦s coming soon;
With
joy we welcome His returning;
It may be morn, it may be night
or noon¡X
We know He¡¦s coming soon.
The signs around in earth and air,
Or painted on the
starlit sky,
God¡¦s faithful witnesses declare
That the
coming of the Saviour draweth nigh.
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The dead in Christ who ¡¦neath us lie,
In countless
numbers, all shall rise
When through the portals of the sky
He shall come to prepare our paradise.
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And we, who living, yet remain,
Caught up, shall meet our
faithful Lord;
This hope we cherish not in vain,
But we
comfort one another by this word.
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