Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices. – We ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body. – Bow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke. |
This same Jesus, which is taken up from you into heaven, shall so come in like manner as ye have seen him go into heaven. – Unto them that look for him shall he appear the second time without sin unto salvation. – It shall be said in that day, Lo, this is our God; we have waited for him, and he will save us: this is the Lord; we have waited for him, we will be glad and rejoice in his salvation. |
He which testifieth these things saith, Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus. – That blessed hope, and the glorious appearing of the great God and our Saviour Jesus Christ. – Our conversation is in heaven. |