Waiting and Watching (Henry)

We know not the time when He com­eth

At ev­en

or mid­night

or morn;

It may be at deep­en­ing twi­light

It may be at ear­li­est dawn.

He bids us to watch and be rea­dy

Nor suf­fer our lights to grow dim;

That when He may come

He will find us

All wait­ing and watch­ing for Him.

Waiting and watch­ing

Waiting and watch­ing

Waiting and watch­ing

Still wait­ing and watching for Him.

I think of His won­der­ful pi­ty

The price our sal­va­tion has cost;

He left the bright man­sions of glo­ry

To suf­fer and die for the lost.

And some­times I think it will please Him

When those whom He died to re­deem

Rejoice in the hope of His com­ing

By wait­ing and watch­ing for Him.

Waiting and watch­ing

Waiting and watch­ing

Waiting and watch­ing

Still wait­ing and watch­ing for Him.

O Je­sus

my lov­ing Re­deem­er

Thou knowest I cher­ish as dear

The hope that mine eyes shall be­hold Thee

That I shall Thine own wel­come hear.

If to some as a judge Thou ap­pear­est

Who forth from Thy pre­sence would flee

A friend most be­lov­èd I’ll greet Thee

I’m wait­ing and watch­ing for Thee.

Waiting and watch­ing

Waiting and watch­ing

Waiting and watch­ing

Still wait­ing and watch­ing for Thee.