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HE COMES

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Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Nov 26, 1857

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 11, No. 3.

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HE COMES.

By Charles Fitch

SAVIOUR! my spirit longs To see the glorious day When saints with joyful songs And lifted eyes shall say, Lo, this is He our glorious Lord, He comes according to His word.
He comes to set us free From every galling chain, In glorious liberty, In endless life to reign. Lo, this is He our glorious Lord, He comes according to His word.
To David's glorious Son, The glad hosanna raise, His blissful reign begun Shall last through endless days, Lo, this is He our glorious Lord, He comes according to his word.
From sin, and death, and hell, We evermore are free, With Christ henceforth to dwell, And all his glory see. Lo, this is He our glorious Lord, He comes according to His word.
The Saviour promis'd long, Appears on earth to reign, Awake the swelling song, Loud peal the lofty strain. Lo, this is He our glorious Lord, He comes according to his word.
With voice as thunder loud, Or mighty Ocean's roar, With knees before him bow'd, We'll praise him evermore. Lo, this is He our glorious Lord, He comes according to his word.—C. Fitch.