Come, Lord Jesus, Come Quickly

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Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Feb 17, 1909

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 36, No. 7.

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Come, Lord Jesus, Come Quickly.

By Mrs. L. D. Avery-Stuttle.
WE are waiting for Thy coming, And the weary days seem long; For the earth is filled with darkness, With violence and wrong; And the scoffer's cry grows bolder As the slow years pass away; But the saints of God are waiting For the dawning of the day.
O we're weary, weary longing For the sign within the sky That heralds our beloved King, That tells us He is nigh. Around the stanch old lighthouse How the white-lipped breakers roar, But the old ship's dropped her anchor, And we know she nears the shore.
We can see the lamps of heaven Gleaming, gleaming bright afar, And we know the land is nearing Where the many mansions are. And our hearts beat high with longing, Tho our trembling lips are dumb; Still we cry with soul and spirit: "Come, Lord Jesus, quickly come!"