I am wait­ing for the hour
When the King in all His pow­er,
With a migh­ty shout from Heav­en
Shall des­cend:
Those who love Him shall re­joice
When they hear His bless­èd voice,
And with Him shall reign thro’ ag­es
Without end.

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I am wait­ing, I am wait­ing,
I am waiting for the com­ing
Of the King;
For that great and glo­ri­ous day
When the clouds are rolled away,
I am wait­ing for the com­ing
Of the King.

Thro’ the spac­ious hills of time
Angels sing their songs sub­lime,
Till the rocks and hills and val­leys
Catch the strain;
Worlds flung in­to space afar,
Sun and moon and glit­ter­ing star,
Echo back in joy­ous rap­ture
The re­frain.

Refrain

In a mo­ment changed com­plete,
Lifted to a land re­plete
With His per­fect touch of love, no
Blemish there;
Every mys­te­ry made plain,
Every loss my rich­est gain,
Fullest joy and match­less splen­dor
Everywhere.

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