279. I'm Waiting for Thee, Lord

12.11.12.11.
by H.K. Burlingham
1
I'm waiting for Thee, Lord,
 
Thy beauty to see, Lord,
 
I'm waiting for Thee—for Thy coming again.
 
Thou art gone over there, Lord,
 
A place to prepare, Lord,
 
Thy home I shall share, at Thy coming again.
2
Mid danger and fear, Lord,
 
I'm oft weary here, Lord,
 
The day must be near of Thy coming again.
 
'Tis all sunshine there, Lord,
 
No sighing nor care, Lord,
 
But glory so fair, at Thy coming again.
3
While Thou art away, Lord,
 
I stumble and stray, Lord,
 
Oh, hasten the day of Thy coming again.
 
This is not my rest, Lord,
 
A pilgrim confessed, Lord,
 
I wait to be blest, at Thy coming again.
4
E'en now let my ways, Lord,
 
Be bright with Thy praise, Lord,
 
For brief are the days ere Thy coming again.
 
I'm waiting for Thee, Lord,
 
Thy beauty to see, Lord,
 
No triumph for me, like Thy coming again.