Scripture Verse

I come quickly. Revelation 22:20


John B. Dykes (1823–1876)

Words: Law­rence Tut­ti­ett, Hymns for Church­men 1854. Tut­tiett wrote these ly­rics while vi­car of Lea Mar­ston, Eng­land. It is one of the first hymns he ev­er wrote.

Music: Ve­ni Ci­to John B. Dykes, in Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern, 1868 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Lawrence Tuttiett (1825–1897)


O quickly come, dread judge of all,
For, awful though Thine advent be;
All shadows from the truth will fall,
And falsehood die, in sight of Thee.
O quickly come, for doubt and fear
Like clouds dissolve when Thou art near.

O quickly come, great king of all;
Reign all around us, and within;
Let sin no more our souls enthrall,
Let pain and sorrow die with sin.
O quickly come, for Thou alone
Canst make Thy scattered people one.

O quickly come, true life of all;
For death is mighty all around;
On every home his shadows fall,
On every heart his mark is found.
O quickly come, for grief and pain
Can ne­ver cloud Thy glo­ri­ous reign.

O quickly come, sure light of all
For gloomy night broods o’er our way;
And weakly souls begin to fall
With weary watching for the day.
O quickly come, for round Thy throne
No eye is blind, no night is known.