Advent Glory

The day is fast ap­proach­ing

When the Sav­ior shall ap­pear

And ev­ery eye His glo­ry shall be­hold;

The to­kens of His com­ing

Fill the loy­al heart with cheer

Though strife abounds and love is wax­ing cold.

We’ll see Him as He is

And the bright­ness of His glo­ry we shall share;

We’ll see Him as He is

And the like­ness of His im­age we shall bear.

In all His Fa­ther’s glo­ry

Clothed in ma­jes­ty un­veiled

With my­ri­ads of the shin­ing an­gel band

The King des­cends tri­umph­ant

In whose might we have pre­vailed

And all the ran­somed rise at His com­mand.

Oh

may we all as sons of light

Be watch­ing un­to pray­er

For sure­ly our re­demp­tion draw­eth nigh;

With ho­ly zeal and pa­tient faith

Let ev­ery soul pre­pare

To join the ad­vent chor­us in the sky.