Come, Lord Jesus, Come! (Bilhorn)

Come

Lord Je­sus! O come quick­ly!

This our yearn­ing cry.

Come

Thou Al­pha and Ome­ga

With the clouds on high;

For Thy wait­ing Church is rea­dy

And her robes are white;

Come

Lord Je­sus

O come quick­ly!

Be it noon or night.

We are rea­dy

we are wait­ing

With our lamps all trimmed and burn­ing

With our gar­ments white;

We are rea­dy

we are wait­ing

Come

Lord Je­sus

O come quick­ly

Be it noon or night.

Come

Thou Lamb of God for sin­ners

Slain on Calv’ry’s cross;

Come and take Thy wea­ry pil­grims

From this world of dross;

Come and sanc­ti­fy Thy peo­ple

Fit them for the crown;

Come

Lord Je­sus

O come quick­ly!

Come and claim Thy own.

We with ea­ger eyes are watch­ing

For the crown­ing day

When the King shall come to catch His

Waiting bride away;

We are rea­dy

we are wait­ing

And our lamps are bright

Should He come this ve­ry mo­ment

Should He come to­night.