We’re looking for His coming
In the clouds of heaven
Coming back to earth to catch away His own;
Then may we all be ready
When midnight cry is given
To go and reign with Christ on His throne.
Gladly may we herald the message
Of His blessèd appearing
Soon He’s coming in glory
tell to one and all;
Then awake
ye saints of the Lord
Why slumber when the end is nearing
But get ready for the final call.
We’re longing for the glory
That awaits the faithful
Who shall overcome
and every conflict win;
Press ever bravely onward
The prize is life eternal
To all who win the fight over sin.
We’re praying for the advent
Of our blessèd Savior
Who has promised life to all who trust His grace;
His coming now is pending
The message being given
And soon we’ll see our Lord face to face.
We see the signs appearing
Of His blessèd coming
Lo
behold the fig leaves now becoming green;
The Gospel of His kingdom
Has gone to every nation;
That we are near the end can be seen.
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