John Brownlie (trans.) · 49 of 55

The Time Shall Surely Come

I The time shall surely come, The hour is drawing near, When in the clouds of heaven the Lord To mortals shall appear.

II Not in a lowly garb, Shall we the Lord descry, But decked in glory like the sun, That lights the morning sky.

III Not as in former days, To pain and suffering sore,-- He comes to judge, Who came to save,-- To reign for evermore.

IV Then, O my soul, awake! Put on thy garb of light, Look for the dawn that brings the day, All glorious and bright.

V Wait, for the hour is nigh; Watch, for His coming nears; Be thou the faithful servant then, When He, thy Lord, appears.