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| 1 | He is coming! Who is coming? |
| Is it One whom I shall fear? |
| No! The blessed Saviour, Jesus— |
| He who suffered for me here; |
| He is coming! He is coming! |
| In the clouds He will appear. |
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| 2 | Oh, how happy! Those who love Him, |
| All His beauty then shall see; |
| And the glorious sight will make them |
| Bright and beautiful as He; |
| In a moment, in a moment, |
| Like their Saviour they will be. |
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| 3 | He will take them up to heaven, |
| From this world and sin apart, |
| There His Father will receive them |
| To His home and to His heart; |
| In His glory, in His glory, |
| Nevermore from Him to part. |
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| 4 | Happy people who are waiting |
| For that bright and joyful day, |
| Knowing Jesus as their Saviour, |
| They can watch for Him and say, |
| "Come, Lord Jesus! Come, Lord Jesus! |
| Take Thy waiting saints away." |
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