Lift up your hands, pilgrims aweary
See day's approach now crimson the sky
Night shadows flee, and your Beloveed
Awaited with longing, at last draweth nigh
He is coming again, He is coming again
The very same Jesus, rejected of men
He is coming again, He is coming again
With power and great glory, He is coming again!
Dark was the night, sin warred against us
Heavy the load of sorrows was bore
But now we see signs of His coming
Our hearts glow withing is, joy's cup runneth o'er!
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O blessed hope! O blissful promise!
Filling our hearts with rapture divine
O day of days! Hail Thy appearing!
Thy transcendent glory forever shall shine
Even so, come, precious Lord Jesus
Creation waits redemption to see
Caught up in clouds, some we shall meet Thee
O blessed assurance, forever with Thee!
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