Our Sav­ior is com­ing, the saints to re­ward,
To give them sweet rest from all suf­fer­ing and care;
And all who ob­ey Him and hon­or His word,
He will take to that home He’s now gone to pre­pare.

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In that great day, O sin­ner, can you stand?
Be saved; why long­er yet de­lay?
And when Je­sus shall come with the bright an­gel band,
He’ll re­ceive you in that day.

All the saints shall be changed, and the mar­tyrs shall rise,
They shall meet their Re­deem­er high up in the air;
O how they will shout as they mount up the skies;
In the first re­sur­rect­ion I’m long­ing to share.

Refrain

But the wick­ed shall mourn and la­ment in that day,
And call for the rocks and the mount­ains to fall,
To hide them away from His pre­sence for aye;
O sin­ner, great ter­ror thy heart shall appall.

Refrain

Yes, the Sav­ior is com­ing, and it won’t be long;
O how can you meet Him in that dread­ful day?
The right­eous shall join in a glad, hap­py song,
The wick­ed be filled in that hour with dis­may.

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