He Is Coming (Lillenas)

I am watch­ing for the com­ing

Of my Sav­ior and my king

What a joy­ous hap­py meet­ing that will be!

I am wait­ing ev­ery day to

Hear the trum­pet’s aw­ful ring

When the Son of Man shall come in ma­jes­ty.

He is com­ing

He is com­ing

He is com­ing soon to catch away His bride;

He is com­ing

He is com­ing

O how hap­py will my place be at His side!

When the fig trees’ leaf ap­pears

We know that sum­mer draw­eth nigh

From the bond­age of the win­ter it is free;

As the light­ning shin­eth forth

Across the dark and stor­my sky

So the com­ing of the Son of Man shall be.

I am rea­dy now to meet Him

For my lamp is burn­ing bright

From all earth­ly ties and bond­age I am free;

He may be here ere the morn­ing

Yes

per­haps be­fore the night

Then for­ev­er with the Sav­ior I shall be.