My soul is hap­py when I hear,
The Sav­ior is so nigh,
And longs to see His sign ap­pear
Upon the op­en­ing sky.

I love to wait, and watch, and pray,
And trust His liv­ing Word,
And feel the com­ing of that day
No long­er is de­ferred.

I do re­joice that life was giv’n
In these last days to me,
That death­less I may rise to Heav­’n,
And my Re­deem­er see.

Then, wait­ing breth­ren, let us sing,
He will not tar­ry long,
And fill with love the hours that bring
The glo­ry of our song.

Yes, He will come, no long­er fear,
Though earth and hell as­sail;
His Word at­tests the mo­ment near,
And that can nev­er fail.