How sweet are the tidings that greet the pilgrim’s ear,
As
he wanders in exile from home!
Soon,
soon will Savior in glory appear,
And
soon will the kingdom come.
Refrain
2
The
mossy old graves where the pilgrims sleep
Shall
be open as wide as before,
And
the millions that sleep in the mighty deep
Shall
live on this earth once more.
3
There
we’ll meet ne’er to part in our happy Eden home,
Sweet
songs of redemption we’ll sing;
From
the north, from the south, all the ransomed shall come,
And
worship our heavenly King.
4
Hallelujah,
Amen! hallelujah again!
Soon,
if faithful, we all shall be there,
O,
be watchful, be hopeful, be joyful till then,
And
a crown of bright glory we’ll wear.