Spread the news of the coming
Of the Savior again
For His signs are appearing in the skies;
Shout
ye burdened in spirit
Who have travailed in pain
For He comes to wipe your weeping eyes.
Rise and shout
Hallelujah! For He comes
Hallelujah! For He comes;
And we’ll all go to meet Him by and by.
Keep your lamps trimmed and burning
For the time draweth nigh
When the saints that go weeping shall rejoice;
For we’ll mount up to meet Him
As He comes in the sky
When we hear the porter’s welcome voice.
Howl and weep
all ye nations
Who have gone far astray
For the time surely cometh by and by
When your vain
empty pleasures
Shall like clouds flee away
When you hear the shouting in the sky.
Lo! His signs are now gathering
As the light on us dawns
For the bride’s dressed in linen clean and white;
And the Bridegroom is coming
Whom she’s looked for so long
With ten thousand
thousand saints in light.
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