I THOU HOU art coming, O my Saviour, 2 Thou art coming, thou art coming; We shall see thee, we shall know thee, I THE HE Bridegroom comes; Bride of the Lamb, awake! The marriage-day has come; lift up thy head, 2 Shake off earth's dirt, and wash thy weary feet; A-men. 232 WAITING FOR THE LORD. H. Bonar. VIGILATE. S. M. D. C. Steggall. 2 HE Church has waited long THE Her absent Lord to see; And still in loneliness she waits And still in weeds of widowhood, Come then, Lord Jesus, come! Saint after saint on earth We laid them but to slumber there Come then, Lord Jesus, come! To share thy crown and glory then, Should not the loving Bride The absent Bridegroom mourn? Should she not wear the weeds of grief Come then, Lord Jesus, come! I REAT God! what do I see and hear?— GR The end of things created! Behold the Judge of man appear, On clouds of glory seated! The trumpet sounds-the graves restore 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise, On those prepared to meet him. A-men. |