Soon skies will rend and Christ des­cend,
And ev­ery eye behold Him,
While an­gels bright in clouds of light,
In ma­jes­ty en­fold Him;
His trum­pet sound will soon re­sound,
Thro’ earth and Hea­ven ring­ing,
His dead will wake, His bride He’ll take,
To mar­riage sup­per bring­ing.

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Jesus, Lamb for sin­ners slain,
Oh how sweet the glad re­frain,
Coming soon as king to reign,
Quickly come, Lord Je­sus!

We then shall rise, and in the skies,
With heav’n­ly bliss and glo­ry,
The graves shall quake, and cof­fins break,
And saints arise to meet Him;
Behold His face, oh won­drous grace!
And sing the old, old sto­ry.
When by and by the sods will fly,
As we as­cend to greet Him.

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And when at last the rap­ture past,
And mar­riage feast is end­ed,
Then wars will cease and per­fect peace
O’er all the world pre­vail­ing,
The brid­al train re­turns again,
By heav’n­ly hosts de­fend­ed;
And right­eous­ness the world shall bless,
With not one pro­mise fail­ing.

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Then Christ will reign and His do­main,
From land to sea be giv­en,
Oh, now awake! your sins for­sake,
Repent, ’tis now or ne­ver!
His king­dom come, and will be done,
On earth as ’tis in Hea­ven.
Oh trust His grace, the cross em­brace,
Or you are lost for­ev­er.

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If you would share His king­dom fair
Be rea­dy, now He calls you,
Too late, too late, if long you wait,
His com­ing is im­pend­ing,
Oh to Him fly, while He is nigh,
Before His wrath be­falls you;
Like light­ning flash, and thun­der crash,
He soon will be des­cend­ing.

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