HE’S COMING SOON

In these, the closing 
days of time,
What joy the glorious
hope affords,
That soon - oh, wondrous truth
sublime!
He shall reign, King of kings
and the Lord of lords.

CHORUS
He’s coming soon,
He’s coming soon;
With joy we welcome His
returning;
It may be morn, it may be night
or noon,
We know He’s coming soon.

The signs around,
in the earth and air,
Or painted on the starlit sky,
God’s faithful
witnesses declare
That the coming of the Saviour
draweth nigh.

The dead in Christ
who ‘neath us lie,
In countless numbers,
all shall rise
When through the portals
of the sky
He shall come to
prepare our Paradise.

And we who, living,
yet remain,
Caught up, shall meet
our faithful Lord;
This hope we cherish
not in vain,
But we comfort one another
by this word.