The Coming Advent

The Lord in glo­ry shall descend

With an­gels in His train;

The griefs and wrongs of earth shall end

When He be­gins His reign.

Then let His peo­ple sing

And praise the heav’n­ly King

That griefs and wrongs of earth shall end

When He be­gins His reign.

When He be­gins His reign

When He be­gins His reign

When He be­gins His reign

The griefs and wrongs of earth shall end.

The trum­pet of the Lord shall sound

And time shall be no more;

Then songs of glad­ness shall ab­ound

That griefs of time are o’er.

His saints shall join the praise

The ang­el voic­es raise

And fill the uni­verse with song

That griefs of time are o’er.

What tho’ the way be rough and hard

No cross will we de­plore

Since there awaits a rich re­ward

On yon­der bless­èd shore.

All tears shall cease to flow

We shall no sor­row know

When Jesus crowns the faith­ful on

That bright eter­nal shore.