When the King of Kings Comes

When the King of kings comes

When the Lord of lords comes

We shall have a joy­ful day

When the King of kings comes;

To see the na­tions brok­en down

And king­doms once of great re­nown

And saints now suf­fer­ing wear the crown

When the King of kings comes.

When the trump of God calls

When the last of foes falls;

We shall have a joy­ful day

When the King of kings comes;

To see the saints raised from the dead

And all to­ge­ther ga­thered

And made like to their glo­ri­ous Head

When the King of kings comes.

When the foe’s dis­tress comes

When the Church’s rest comes;

We shall have a joy­ful day

When the King of kings comes;

To see the New Je­ru­sa­lem

Its full­ness and its match­less frame

Surpassing all re­port and fame

When the King of kings comes.

When the world’s course is run

When the judg­ment is be­gun!

We shall have a joy­ful day

When the King of kings comes;

To see the sons of God well known

All spot­less to their Fa­ther shown

And Je­sus all His breth­ren own

When the King of kings comes.

When our Lord in clouds comes

When He with great pow’r comes

We shall have a joy­ful day

When the King of kings comes;

To see all things by Him re­stored

And God Him­self alone ad­ored

By all the saints with one ac­cord

When the King of kings comes.