Until He come—for sure the Mas­ter com­eth—
Until He come my heart shall watch and yearn
With ea­ger love for Him my soul so lov­eth
My Lord and king, who said, I will re­turn.

Until He come! For sure­ly comes the dawn­ing
Of bright­est day this world has ev­er known,
When light of Hea­ven’s own eter­nal morn­ing
Illumines earth with glo­ry from the throne.

Until He come! Then flee all fear and sad­ness,
Lost, ev­er lost in depths of love di­vine!
Then ne’er a tear but born of heart’s deep glad­ness
That I am His, that He the King is mine!

Until He come! Then rap­ture ov­er­flow­ing
When from the skies He comes His own to claim!
O day of days, the Sav­ior’s splen­dors show­ing,
The glo­ry of His all ex­cel­ling name!