Coming King of Kings

In Thine own word

oh

bless­èd Lord

Thy com­ing is fore­told;

We can not say how soon the day

Will dawn and we be­hold

The won­drous to­ken

of Thy word spok­en

Thy com­ing for Thine own.

O com­ing King of kings

My heart with rap­ture sings

I’ll tell the sto­ry of Thy glo­ry

Coming King of kings.

Oh

grant that we ere long may see

Thy com­ing in the sky

In splen­dor bright and rai­ment white

With an­gels from on high;

Oh

speed the dawn­ing of that glad morn­ing

The com­ing of the King.