It may be at morn,
When the day is awaking,
When sunlight through darkness
And shadow is breaking,
That Jesus will come
In the fullness of glory
To receive from the world His own.
When the day is awaking,
When sunlight through darkness
And shadow is breaking,
That Jesus will come
In the fullness of glory
To receive from the world His own.
It may be at midday,
It may be at twilight,
It may be, perchance,
That the blackness of midnight
Will burst into light
In the blaze of His glory
When Jesus receives His own.
While host cry Hosanna,
From heaven descending,
With glorified saints
And the angels attending,
With grace on His brow,
Like a halo of glory
Will Jesus receive His own.
O joy! O delight!
Should we go without dying;
No sickness, no sadness,
No dread, and no crying;
Caught up through the clouds
With our Lord into glory
When Jesus receives His own.
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O Lord Jesus, how long?
How long-ere we shout the glad song?
Christ returneth! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Amen!
Hallelujah! Amen!