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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Dec 26, 1865

He Will Come.

By R. F. C.

Tune—"Tramp! tramp! tramp!"

Though as strangers here we roam, and as exiles from our home, Yet the light of hope illuminates our way; For our Saviour will descend, and our conflicts have an end, And our night of sadness turn to endless day.

Chorus. See, O, see the signs fulfilling, Cheer up, Christian, He will come; And the sleeping saints shall rise, And with us ascend the skies, To Jerusalem our everlasting home.

Ere our Saviour went above, to the glorious throne of love, He announced a precious promise to his own, He bright mansions would prepare, that his glory they might share, And he'd come and take them with him to his home.

Chorus.

And said he, The orb of day shall be darkened on his way, And the moon her borrowed light shall cease to give, And the stars of heaven shall fall as a warning unto all, To forsake their evil ways that they may live.

Chorus.

Now kind messages of love he is sending from above, To prepare his erring children for the day, When the heavens he shall rend, and in majesty descend, To redeem his own, his enemies to slay.

Chorus.

Oh, while yet 'tis called to-day, let us now the call obey, And be ready then to meet him in the air; That at last we may rejoice, as we hear his welcome voice, I am come to end your sorrows and your care.

Chorus.

R. F. C.