Hold the Faith, the Lord Is Coming

Look

my breth­ren

see the to­kens

O’er all the earth abroad

All that ho­ly seers have spok­en

In the Word of God.

Hold the faith

the Lord is com­ing!

Joy

the king­dom’s near!

Let your lamps be trimmed and burn­ing

Christ will soon ap­pear!

Swift the sands of time are run­ning

Day of doom draws near;

Soon with all His an­gels com­ing

Throne and Judge ap­pear.

Long ’mid scoffs and jeers we’ve wait­ed

Mingling joy with tears:

For the truth des­pised and hat­ed

Soon the crown we’ll wear.

Then re­demp­tion’s won­drous sto­ry

Is for­ev­er told

In God’s king­dom filled with glo­ry

On its streets of gold.