The Savior Comes, His Advent’s Nigh

The Sav­ior comes

His ad­vent’s nigh;

He soon will rend the az­ure sky

Descending swift to earth again

When God shall dwell in­deed with men.

O hap­py day

when wars shall cease

And ran­somed earth be filled with peace

When sin and death no more shall reign

And Ed­en bloom on earth again!

Saints

lift your heads; that day is near

When your Re­deem­er shall ap­pear

To take the king­dom and the crown.

And make His ran­somed bride His own.

Shall not His peo­ple sing for joy?

Shall not the church their songs em­ploy?

Sing

ye who will; sing while ye may

And shout for joy th’ap­proach­ing day.