He Is Surely Coming

lyricist: F. M. Atkinson, 1907
Composer: Lelia Morris

Soon the night of gloom will van­ish

And the morn­ing dawn ap­pear;

When the Lord of glo­ry com­eth

And His com­ing draw­eth near;

With an up­ward gaze we’re watch­ing

For His com­ing back again:

And with rap­ture we shall meet Him

Evermore with Him to reign.

Yes

our Lord is sure­ly com­ing

And with joy we’ll glad­ly meet Him

And with rap­ture we shall greet Him

On that crown­ing day.

In that long ex­pect­ed hour

When He cleaves the vault­ed sky

To im­mor­tal He will change us

In the twink­ling of an eye;

Then the graves of saints will op­en

And the dead in Christ shall rise;

With the saints alive they’ll ga­ther

Meet the Sav­ior in the skies.

When this mor­tal flesh shall van­ish

All im­mor­tal we shall be;

Rise to worlds of light and beau­ty

Throughout all eter­ni­ty;

All the pow­ers of hell de­feat­ed

Swallowed up in vic­to­ry;

We shall reign with Him in glo­ry

Kings and priests for­ev­er be.

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