211 - Lo! He Comes

Lo! He comes with clouds descending,
Once for favored sinners slain;
Countless angels, Him attending,
Swell the triumph of His train:
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Jesus comes, and comes to reign
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Every eye shall now behold Him
Robed in dreadful majesty;
Those who set at naught and sold Him,
Pierced and nailed Him to the tree,
Deeply wailing, deeply wailing,
Shall the true Messiah see.
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When the solemn trump has sounded,
Heaven and earth shall flee away;
All who hate Him, must, confounded,
Hear the summons of that day–
“Come to judgment! Come to judgment!
Come to judgment! Come away!”
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Yea, amen! let all adore Thee,
High on Thy eternal throne;
Savior, take the power and glory,
Make Thy righteous sentence known;
O come quickly! O come quickly!
Claim the kingdom for Thine own!