Lo! He Comes

Lo! He comes

but not a Sav­ior

Not by griefs and woes op­pressed;

Not the meek

des­pis­èd Je­sus

Not the humble man­ger-guest.

Not to pub­lish free sal­va­tion

Not to bear the sins of men;

Not to be be­trayed

re­ject­ed

Scourged and cru­ci­fied again.

But He comes

with clouds des­cend­ing

With Him saints

un­num­bered brings;

Yes

He comes the now tri­umph­ant

Lord of lords and King of kings;

Comes to judge the guil­ty na­tions

Every eye shall see that hour;

They who pierc­ed Him

they shall see Him

And shall trem­ble at His pow­er.

They who were His true dis­ci­ples

Gladly will His com­ing hail;

They who slight­ed His free par­don

They shall at His pre­sence wail.

To His own He’ll give a king­dom

And a crown each one shall wear;

But His foes shall hear the sen­tence

Doomed to dark­ness and des­pair.