Spread the news of the com­ing
Of the Sav­ior again,
For His signs are ap­pearing in the skies;
Shout, ye bur­dened in spir­it,
Who have tra­vailed in pain,
For He comes to wipe your weep­ing eyes.

Refrain

Rise and shout, Hal­le­lu­jah! For He comes,
Rise and shout, Hal­le­lu­jah! For He comes;
Rise and shout, Hal­le­lu­jah! For He comes,
And we’ll all go to meet Him by and by.

Keep your lamps trimmed and burn­ing,
For the time draw­eth nigh,
When the saints that go weep­ing shall re­joice;
For we’ll mount up to meet Him
As He comes in the sky,
When we hear the por­ter’s wel­come voice.

Refrain

Howl and weep, all ye na­tions
Who have gone far as­tray,
For the time sure­ly com­eth by and by,
When your vain, emp­ty plea­sures
Shall like clouds flee away,
When you hear the shout­ing in the sky.

Refrain

Lo! His signs are now ga­ther­ing,
As the light on us dawns,
For the bride’s dressed in lin­en clean and white;
And the Bride­groom is com­ing
Whom she’s looked for so long,
With ten thou­sand, thou­sand saints in light.

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