Behold, He Cometh

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Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · May 23, 1911

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 28, No. 20.

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Behold, He Cometh

By Delwin Rees Buckner
Earth's rebel race on trembling knees are bowed Before the reeling hills, their only cry A prayer to hide them from the searching eye Of Him who rides triumphant on His cloud While trumpet blasts, so clear and long and loud, Proclaim the Judge of all the world is nigh, His glory blazing through the midnight sky, Consuming fire for all the evil crowd.
A King He comes, upon His brow a crown. No marvel that earth's base transgressors cower, For all their wilful lives they have defied His law; yet now they fall before the frown Of Him they've crucified, whose very power Lies in those prints in hands and feet and side.