Jesus, We Are Coming

In the pre­cious Bi­ble

We have oft­en read

How God’s ho­ly pro­phet

By the birds were fed.

Father may we trust Thee

As He did of old

That with Him we may be

In Thy bless­èd fold.

Heav’nly Fa­ther

Hear us while we pray:

Lead our foot­steps

In the nar­row way.

When our bless­èd Je­sus

Made this earth His home

He said

Suf­fer child­ren

Unto Me to come.

Jesus

we are com­ing

Coming one and all;

Ever press­ing on­ward

At Thy bless­èd call.

We are lit­tle sol­diers

Marching day by day

Forward as for bat­tle

Ready for the fray.

We will nev­er fal­ter

Till the foe shall fall

Then with saints in glo­ry

Crown Thee Lord of all.