We are look­ing for the dawn­ing
Of a bright­er, grand­er day,
And the cur­tains of the morn­ing-tide
Will soon be swept away;
Are you rea­dy for His com­ing?
Will you hast­en to ob­ey
When the king­ly One is call­ing
And the clouds have paved His way?

Refrain

He is com­ing, He is com­ing,
He is com­ing, and our faith will hold Him fast;
He is com­ing, He is com­ing
To His ran­somed ones at last;
We may hear His state­ly step­pings
’Mid the ru­ins of the past.

Have you sown be­side the wa­ters?
Are you rea­dy now to say,
I have scat­tered with an op­en hand,
My sheaves about me lay;
Now my sun is slow­ly west’ring,
While its beams around me stray;
Come, O sun of right­eous­ness, arise!
Assume the scep­tered sway.

Refrain

Have you giv­en to the nee­dy
More than mor­tal can re­pay?
Have you led them to the fount­ain
Flashing out a heal­ing spray?
Are you look­ing to the east­ward,
Hoping, wait­ing while you may?
All will soon be sweet fru­ition,
Widely flung the por­tals grey.

Refrain