Waiting for Thy Coming (Crosby)

We are wait­ing

bless­èd Sav­ior

We are watch­ing for the hour

When in ma­jes­ty des­cend­ing

Thou shalt come in migh­ty pow­er;

Then the sha­dows will be lift­ed

And the dark­ness rolled away

And our eyes be­hold the splen­dor

Of the glo­ri­ous crown­ing day.

We are wait­ing

bless­èd Sav­ior

We are watch­ing not in vain

For the cloud that bore Thee up­ward

And will bring Thee back again.

Then

among Thy ran­somed pe­ople

We shall tread the shin­ing way

And our eyes be­hold the splen­dor

Of the glo­ri­ous crown­ing day.

We are wait­ing

bless­èd Sav­ior

For a un­ion

heart to heart

With our dear ones o’er the riv­er

Where we ne­ve­rmore shall part;

Then our sor­rows

in a mo­ment

Like a dream will pass away

When our eyes be­hold the splen­dor

Of the glo­ri­ous crown­ing day.